"I want to show Whis how amazing the store's food is! She has to taste it!"
Kurome's whiskers twitched slightly.
She considered rejecting it.
But who was she to even think that way?
She was not the owner of the store, nor did she hold any rightful authority to block their choice.
Even if she was protective, even if she was wary - she wouldn't lower herself to act out of personal feelings alone.
'Do as you wish.'
"LITTLE SNEAK FROM DOWNTOWN - AND IT'S GOOD!"
The imaginary commentator in Hao's head screamed with joy.
Game-tying assist. Perfect timing.
No telegraphing, no foul. Just pure, legal clutch play.
'Ohhh.' Hao fought back a smile.
'Nice move, Chibisuke.'
'You finally did something useful.'
Hao's eyes shifted to Kurome.
He appreciated her decision more than he showed.
She wasn't the one who ran the store. She had no real authority to decide who could come in or who had to leave.
But if she wanted to be petty, she easily could have made things difficult.
