[hijiri is smart and used to dealing with weird occult bullshit. so exasperated as he may get, it's not something he can rule out so easily.
it does mean he'll have to talk to his superiors about this, because any sort of interdimensional meddling that isn't directly related to their two words is... something that could get messy.
in any case, kashuu's reasoning is not exactly winning hijiri over—even if he's decidedly less hostile than he was earlier.]
Your reasoning seems to be rather frivolous, not to mention reckless. [coming to a place he doesn't belong just to try the food?
even if this does benefit him in some way since kashuu got him into this restaurant, it's still questionable in all ways.]
[He won't deny that it's frivolous... He's also been on weirder trips for even more frivolous reasons though, so he's clearly not too fussed about it.]
Humans don't know who I am, and I don't interact with anyone or anything that could change the course of this world.
[That makes it sound even more ominous.]
I've stopped by here a few times before... It's a nice place, y'know?
That lacks the consideration that you being here doesn't do just that. Your... spirit properties do not match those of the spirits here, and your identity is shared with another that exists.
[that in itself seems like it could get problematic, especially because kashuu is far more corporeal than the spirits of this world.]
Did you not consider that you could perhaps, interact with someone who may take issue with you? As I said before... I doubt Okita Souji would be so forgiving.
Well, it's not like I usually just go around saying I'm Kashuu Kiyomitsu to everyone. I just knew who you were!
[Even if he couldn't remember his name, apparently... Okay Kashuu™, the eternal experience. He picks up his napkin, starting to daintily unfold it while talking.]
Besides, if things got really tricky I'd just leave. But I definitely wouldn't cause enough trouble for that to happen.
Well! I'm telling you now, so problem solved, right?
[Totally? TOTALLY. Yes.
He looks like he's gearing up to say something else, but Round One of their incoming feast arrives right as he's opening his mouth, so he quickly changes it to a:]
[time to git gud in the kitchen, kashuu. get cookin'.
though either way—]
It's splendid. Not only is it tender, but the flavors are all perfectly balanced in a way that an amateur couldn't even hope to replicate. Even many professionals do not have a sense this good.
[Does anyone really want a sword cooking their food, though. Like, even one who knows how to cook.]
Right? I wish I could come eat this every day.
[It's not like he actually would, though. ...Because he can't afford it or keep calling in favors, mostly - not because he's actually worried about disturbing SpaceTime Itself™.]
It's the sort of meal that should not be taken lightly. It's meant to be savored and appreciated in ways that one couldn't on a constant basis without taking it for granted.
[as far as the hipster foodie is concerned, at least.]
[Fortunately, he's only partially using this as a springboard to get away from the near-remembrance of bad nicknames there... He's pretty interested in The Official Foodie's opinion here.]
[That definitely sounds like a very Hijiri place to live.]
Geez, you're not a very good conversationalist. Don't you know a good talk pairs with food like wine does?
[He's missing out on so much by being so stilted!!]
A-ny-way, I think salty things are nice! You look like the kinda guy who might like stuff that you could describe with words like "tart" or "savory", though.
[NEEDLESSLY SAVAGE!! He doesn't need any of his food to be seasoned, he can just supply his own bitterness.
But Kashuu at least kind of tries to be a little quiet after that... More or less... Yeah that lasts all of five seconds, until the next round is set out.]
There is nothing dull about focusing on the most important part of a meal that is of this caliber.
[it's not like he can't deal with banal conversation and small talk over a meal. he does it with his family and in business meeting plenty. but when it comes to a meal that is exceptional—
he cares only of tasting the food and complimenting the chef.
he's just fussy that way. either way, he's taking a piece of marinated otoro; he's dying internally at how perfect it is.]
Tender... complex. The texture is the best one could ask for, and with the flavors in the rice—it is not a simple flavor profile, despite how simple this should be.
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it does mean he'll have to talk to his superiors about this, because any sort of interdimensional meddling that isn't directly related to their two words is... something that could get messy.
in any case, kashuu's reasoning is not exactly winning hijiri over—even if he's decidedly less hostile than he was earlier.]
Your reasoning seems to be rather frivolous, not to mention reckless. [coming to a place he doesn't belong just to try the food?
even if this does benefit him in some way since kashuu got him into this restaurant, it's still questionable in all ways.]
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[He won't deny that it's frivolous... He's also been on weirder trips for even more frivolous reasons though, so he's clearly not too fussed about it.]
Humans don't know who I am, and I don't interact with anyone or anything that could change the course of this world.
[That makes it sound even more ominous.]
I've stopped by here a few times before... It's a nice place, y'know?
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[that in itself seems like it could get problematic, especially because kashuu is far more corporeal than the spirits of this world.]
Did you not consider that you could perhaps, interact with someone who may take issue with you? As I said before... I doubt Okita Souji would be so forgiving.
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[Even if he couldn't remember his name, apparently... Okay Kashuu™, the eternal experience. He picks up his napkin, starting to daintily unfold it while talking.]
Besides, if things got really tricky I'd just leave. But I definitely wouldn't cause enough trouble for that to happen.
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You're not very good at looking at the greater picture in these circumstances, are you.
[will he ever stop being derisive? probably not. maybe.]
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A bad Christmas gift that's currently looking quite huffy...]
Hey! I'm totally good at that. It's obvious, isn't it?
[No, no he is not. This is why he's not the defacto captain even though he's been around for ages, and why he doesn't want to be.]
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[duh, kashuu. it's not obvious at all, because to him... it seems like he isn't even the least bit capable in that regard.]
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[Totally? TOTALLY. Yes.
He looks like he's gearing up to say something else, but Round One of their incoming feast arrives right as he's opening his mouth, so he quickly changes it to a:]
—Thanks! This looks super good.
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[the point.
but the statement gets lost with the arrival of the food—and of course, hijiri knows that no time should be wasted in eating freshly prepared food.]
It looks incredible. Thank you. [his manners continue to be 100% saved for the chef.
oops.]
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But even he can't stay irritated after taking the first bite, because really, one in and it's already all it's boasted to be...]
Ooh...! Wow, I don't think I've ever had fish this tender before! This is really perfect, isn't it?
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though either way—]
It's splendid. Not only is it tender, but the flavors are all perfectly balanced in a way that an amateur couldn't even hope to replicate. Even many professionals do not have a sense this good.
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Right? I wish I could come eat this every day.
[It's not like he actually would, though. ...Because he can't afford it or keep calling in favors, mostly - not because he's actually worried about disturbing SpaceTime Itself™.]
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If only we could be afforded that sort of luxury, though I imagine it would detract from what makes the flavors so valuable.
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[This may or may not be because eating in general is still incredibly novel to him, though.]
But I guess I can kinda see what you mean...
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[as far as the hipster foodie is concerned, at least.]
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Ah... This is totally where your nickname came from, isn't it?
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[he's electing to not remember the hipster statement from earlier.]
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...On second thought, it's probably best not to go there again.]
Nothing, nothing. So! What part's your favorite so far?
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he's just lucky that hijiri is enough of a foodie to be interested in talking about it.]
I'll reserve my proper judgment for the end of the meal, but thus far... the marinated salmon roe.
[though he's expecting that the upcoming selections will be far more decadent.]
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Good pick, good pick. I like that one a lot, too.
[Fortunately, he's only partially using this as a springboard to get away from the near-remembrance of bad nicknames there... He's pretty interested in The Official Foodie's opinion here.]
What kinda things do you usually like, anyway?
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I don't believe that's of any concern to you.
[he likes hipster things like modern art and trendy food. he'd probably live in a tiny, overpriced apartment in a trendy neighborhood if he could.
it's okay, kashuu. he can be broken, it just takes work.]
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Geez, you're not a very good conversationalist. Don't you know a good talk pairs with food like wine does?
[He's missing out on so much by being so stilted!!]
A-ny-way, I think salty things are nice! You look like the kinda guy who might like stuff that you could describe with words like "tart" or "savory", though.
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[why does hijiri insist on being needlessly savage? we really just don't know at all.]
In any case, you're not incorrect. Using the appropriate words to describe the myriad flavors is necessary.
[what a pretentious little shit.]
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[NEEDLESSLY SAVAGE!! He doesn't need any of his food to be seasoned, he can just supply his own bitterness.
But Kashuu at least kind of tries to be a little quiet after that... More or less... Yeah that lasts all of five seconds, until the next round is set out.]
How would you describe this, then?
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[it's not like he can't deal with banal conversation and small talk over a meal. he does it with his family and in business meeting plenty. but when it comes to a meal that is exceptional—
he cares only of tasting the food and complimenting the chef.
he's just fussy that way. either way, he's taking a piece of marinated otoro; he's dying internally at how perfect it is.]
Tender... complex. The texture is the best one could ask for, and with the flavors in the rice—it is not a simple flavor profile, despite how simple this should be.
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