[ gentleman?

ah, to be pampered with such positive, kind energy in this gloomy hub— mitsuri is truly a gem between monsters. he listened to her short story with curiosity, unsure how one's hair can change color from eating a certain diet, but he knew she had no reason to lie to him. he chuckled under his breath, trying to picture her face when she woke up one day with a head full of pink and green— unless it wasn't an overnight transition?

he was about to ask— until she made that last comment. in which he blinked, humming and tilting his head to the side. ]

You must've been raised around a strict and boring group of people. No offense to your family! Back home in Tokyo? People drop some serious money to have your look.

[ it's the truth; yuuji isn't just saying this to soothe her confidence, merely baffled anyone wouldn't find it unique and gorgeous. for now, he rubs his hands together, not bothered to browse through the menu. he knew the answer to that question by heart. ]

Get the special burger! I don't know what's in that sauce, but it will leave you licking your fingers afterward. It's so good! Trust me on this one!