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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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"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.

"No, no, your fighting spirit was just too much for me... There just wasn't any other option." He waves his hand nonchalantly.

Ah, those poor vegetables are getting neglected, aren't they... He reluctantly grabs a couple bits of those as well, if only so they won't burn on the grill. And now that most of the meat has been purged between the two of them, he'll go ahead and put on yet more fresh slices.

"I can refrain myself if you want a chance."

Ah, the vegetables. Well, she need to eat her share of them as well in order to stay healthy. Unlike Hizumi, Miyako's not reluctant at all to get them.

He pauses with his chopsticks still held up to his mouth as he watches her picking out the vegetables with apparent glee. Or... at least, with an actual smile of all things.

"You're a really straight laced person, aren't you?"

Ah, she's smiling? It's been a while since Miyako enjoy herself like this. In fact, she doesn't quite recall the last time she have...fun, perhaps, eating with another person.

She blinks at his question. "I supposed I am. I know I'm not very personable."

"Well, there's nothing exactly wrong with being straight laced or anything." It's just kind of boring, that's all.

She finished chewing a piece of meat and swallowed it. "If it get things done, I can be 'straight laced' as much as needed."

"What kinds of things? I mean, looking at it from the other side, you could be much looser but still get things done."

Hm. "At work, I have to maintain a certain appearance, or else no one will listen to my orders."

"And what kind of a job would you have? You can't be that much older than I am."

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