[. . . but. he won't pry any further than that. and once Akechi finishes his coffee, the curry is ready! so Akira is going to ladle some of that onto a plate with some fresh white rice and slide it across the counter for Akechi to enjoy. "enjoy." with some utensils, of course]
[THANKS, AKIRA... He silently pokes the curry around with the utensils before, uh, taking a bite. Is it spicy? What's it taste like? His sense of taste is, in fact, fine. Gosh.]
[it's not too spicy, he had mercy on you and your wimpy taste buds, detective. it's really delicious, too!! because Akira knows how to make a amazing curry with love]
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[. . . but. he won't pry any further than that. and once Akechi finishes his coffee, the curry is ready! so Akira is going to ladle some of that onto a plate with some fresh white rice and slide it across the counter for Akechi to enjoy. "enjoy." with some utensils, of course]
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No, he seems to enjoy it just fine. He will even take a second bite before commenting on it.]
Not bad.
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[that's high praise from Akechi]
Did you ever eat Leblanc's curry when you were there? Or were you a coffee guy only?
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[Since, you know, he legged it pretty quickly once Akira got home. Sometimes it just be like that.]
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Were you literally only there to see me?
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[maybe so.]
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"My group" was never there. It was always just me.
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[okay, stalker]
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I know what you're thinking. And I'm sorry to inform you, you're not that special.
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[okay stalker!!]
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[binch.]
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[HE WAS LITERALLY THINKING "STALKER" okay that's the last time I'll call Akechi a stalker]
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He rolls his eyes at him.]
Whatever you say.