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A Devil's Luck

Who: Hizumi Mizushiro, Miyako Hotsuin, and YOU
Where: Various places around Hinoto-Ri, most notably Cancer and Pisces districts. Takes place on April 1st for the general open portion and April 6th for the yakiniku dinner because saving log space saves the world.
Summary: Hizumi has obtained a job at a game arcade and is hunting down alternate versions of people both while on and off the job! And later in the week, he treats a certain lady to yakiniku because this is an important dish to experience in your life.
Warnings: Fierce yakiniku parties.

[APRIL 1ST: CANCER DISTRICT]

It's a smaller arcade than most, but that doesn't make its selection any less good. Indeed, some of the more hardcore gamers prefer it, as it has less of those fake gamers with their mainstream games and more of the classics standing side by side with the latest and greatest.

Hizumi's on clerk duty today, but that doesn't stop him from weaving among the customers and generally being friendly and conversational. He doesn't interrupt people during their play of course, but he's quick to crack a joke with anyone around, or even point out flaws in peoples' strategies in the case of a person failing a stage. If you're standing around, he might just end up chatting with you!

"Hey, how's it going?"

[APRIL 1ST: GENERAL]

Once he gets out of work, he'll be wandering around the city, keeping a sharp eye on all of those around him. With all the time he's spent in Hinoto-Ri, he's gotten quite good at telling Visitors from normal civilians, and thus it is these whom he is on the lookout for. If he spots anyone, you can be sure that he'll be casually walking up and greeting them. "Hey! You're a Visitor, right? Think you could help me out a sec?"

[APRIL 6TH: CLOSED TO MIYAKO]

The food is prepared, with slices of various meats and, after much debate, a selection of vegetables on the side. He hasn't begun cooking them on the small table-sized grill, of course - that would have to begin only when his guest had arrived, so that they could enjoy the food when it was at its peak deliciousness.

Which meant that for now, all he could really do was wait for his ~~poor, deprived~~ honored guest to show up.

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She have to admit to herself, Miyako's rather curious about yakiniku and did her own research during the two weeks. Despite her initial impressions upon finding out, she refrain from trying them until this evening.

Mizushiro promised her an unforgettable experience, so she honoured it by allowing him to give her that first taste.

After spending the day dragging her brother around for her civilian activities research, Miyako finally allowed her brother to leave before she returned to Pisces's apartment.

~~Minor timeskip yo~~

It's now evening when she left her room and walked over to Mizushiro's place. 11-3.

Knock, knock.

And there she is! He hurries to the door, opening it and gesturing grandly with his free arm as he moves aside to let her in.

"Welcome to my humble abode. I hope you're hungry!"

She steps inside, briefly glancing around at his room.

"I may be a little hungry."

All that hobby searching can take a lot out of a girl. Probably.

"Well, there's still a little time - if you aren't ready yet, the scent will fix that quickly!"

He practically skips over to the table, turning on the grill and letting it heat up as he retrieves rice from the rice cooker, setting it out on plates alongside the other dishes.

As she glances around, she may notice that while there are general household items around (a television, the rice cooker, etc.) the only really personal items are a half-opened closet full of various outfits and a revolver sitting atop a desk. But that's not so strange - this is a teenager we're talking about, so it's not like he's necessarily the type to take photos and stick them in cutesy frames around the place.

The only thing that caught her eyes was the revolver, which she gave a curious but brief look. Miyako turns her attention back at Mizushiro, walking over to the table.

"Oh? Are you waiting for me to arrive before you can start cooking?"

With the rice being the exception, she knows it take time to cook the rice. That just leaves the yakiniku themselves to be prepared.

"Of course! It would be a shame if it got overcooked while you were still on your way here. You have to take it off the grill when it looks like it's tastiest!"

Hmm, the grill seems to be heating up nicely. He grabs one of the pairs of chopsticks from the table and begins expertly dropping sliced meat and vegetables onto the grill, grinning at the sound of it all sizzling from the heat. Almost immediately, the aroma of cooking meat and vegetables begins to fill the room.

There also might be a bit of an imbalance between the meat and vegetables, but hey! It's yakiniku, so obviously there should be more meat in there, right?

"So eating them fresh from the grill is the most ideal..."

Miyako stood there and watch him cook, noting the large amount of sliced meat on the grill. Was it normal to have that much meat? Even if it's a lot, the aroma was quite delectable. Just smelling it was enough to rouse her growing hunger.

"Of course! It wouldn't do to have cold meat, would it?"

He's already begun spooning some of the rice onto his plate, although he's got a sharp eye on the grill as well. With a certain air of practiced ease, he flips the meat over to make sure it cooks evenly. It'll be ready soon...

"Cold, cooked meat is possible. But I doubt that's normal for yakiniku."

She waited, patiently for the meat to finish cooking. So one can eat them with and without the rice, based on the research she did.

"Of course not! Part of the greatness of it is the taste as it comes right off the grill!"

Ooh, that one looks good. Without even pausing to explain, he uses his chopsticks to pick up a particularly tasty-looking morsel of meat.

Better learn fast on your own Miyako, or you'll be leaving with an empty stomach.

Noticing that he's not going to allow her the first serving, Miyako pick up the spare pair of chopsticks. And just as swiftly, she picks up a piece of meat that seems well-cooked enough and eat it.

With a blink, she's a little more eager in getting the pieces, after watching them and seeing if they look grilled enough.

Miyako may or may not take a piece Hizumi's aiming for at one point.

He's quite quick about getting the pieces he wants the most, but he does pause every so often to put more meat on the grill whenever none of the bits available look cooked enough. When she tries to take one he's aiming for, he notices and quickly jabs his chopsticks at the piece, although the only result is that their utensils are now locked around the meat.

"Hey, hey, what's the big idea?"

At some point earlier, Miyako took a short break to scoop herself some rice onto her plate. She need to balance out all the meat she's going to eat with it and the vegetables.

But now, her chopsticks are in a deadlock with Hizumi's around the meat.

"Is there a problem, Mizushiro?"

Hizumi meanwhile has been doggedly eating only the meat. Go figure.

"I had the piece first. There's plenty of others, so eat those instead!"

Actually, it's hard to say who was in fact the first to reach the piece, even given the way their chopsticks are locked. But if they keep at it for too long, it's just going to burn...

"Is that so? Because I got to it first."

It's rather hard for her to tell who had the piece first, even with her eyes. She stared at Hizumi, vaguely aware that the meat piece will burn if they don't settle this quickly.

"The chances of us picking up the piece at the exact same millisecond is way too unlikely. Look, I definitely got it first, so give it up already!"

This may or may not be turning into a game of chicken, yakiniku ver.

If he's expecting her to pull back her chopsticks, he's sadly mistaken.

"I don't give up so easily, Mizushiro."

Bring it on, boy.

He begins speaking in his normal tone: "Yeah, I'm really starting to notice that. But sometimes, you just have to give in and let bygones be bygones!"

About halfway through, his voice strains ever so slightly as he suddenly jerks his hand to the side, attempting to get the piece (and his chopsticks) out from the deadlock and away from Miyako.

When he did, Miyako's eyes quickly glanced down and moved her hand to try and neutralise his attempt. Her eyes meet his again.

"As I said, I would never give up and not for just any reasons."

Mainly because of pride.

Darn, her reflexes are pretty good.

"Y'know, if you keep it up like this, it's just gonna burn and nobody's going to get it. Shouldn't you try to be the bigger person here and just let me have it?"

...Hizumi, as the host, shouldn't you be the "bigger person" here?

All of her training paid off. Granted, none of her instructors expected her to use it for this.

"I wasn't aware the guest was supposed to allow the host to pick first."

What kind of teacher or social norm was that?

"Well, if it wasn't for the graciousness of the host, the guest wouldn't even have yakiniku to eat, now would she?"

He may or may not still be attempting to force the meat away from her.

"And yet, the host must show good hospitality to the guest..."

She may or may not be trying to wrestle it back towards her.

"...such as allowing them the first taste."

His eyes narrow for a moment with his annoyance, but it's then that he suddenly gets a whiff of burning meat. Ah, this might have gone on for too long...

With an air of defeat, he relinquishes the piece to his honored guest. "Fine, fine, I suppose you win! You may have it."

Enjoy your charcoal-flavored bit, Miyako. Meanwhile, he's going to quickly pile up the other now well-cooked bits on his plate, hopefully before she catches on and starts trying to get at them as well.

Oh she noticed how the meat's burnt. With a frown, she quickly placed it on her place and started getting the other well-cooked meat pieces as well.

"Well, thank you."

Somewhat. All while she's watching where her chopsticks was getting the meat, pausing to eat her food from time to time.

let's do this

aw yeah

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