As the sun began to set, the brightness of the afternoon giving way to the pinks and blues of twilight, two young figures made their way through the still busy streets of the Red Oak District. The breeze that had danced in the leaves and been a welcome reprieve from the hot sun during their spar now felt chilly; Reicheru had taken the scarf from her neck and wrapped it around her arms like a shawl until she and Maikeru made their way into Azumi's Dango Shop, where she would return the article to its proper place.
"One order of Nikudango for me. No tea, just water, thanks. Also, whatever this guy is having," she said, pointing a thumb toward Maikeru with a smile as an employee looked to take their order. As her friend placed his order, Reicheru looked around and took note of the other patrons. There was one table where two older women sat, who had seemed to take notice of the younger pair as well as she had taken note of them. Both smiled with a knowing look, nodding in approval. Confusion hit first, then realization hit as the young girl's cheeks flushed red and her eyes shot wide open. "No - I lost a bet." Reicheru mouthed to the grandmotherly figures without actually saying a word while Maikeru was still looking toward the waiter, hoping he wouldn't catch on. The older women nodded, but still smiled. Reicheru turned away, wishing her meatballs would appear instantaneously to give her something less awkward to focus on.
As the waiter went back behind the counter with their order and the chef went to work, Reicheru pursed her lips and tried to think of what to say. Maikeru was her friend, this had never been hard before. Those old women had gotten in her head. That or the fact that she had just used almost all of her chakra and been beaten like a rug. One of those for sure. "So… you fight good…" Yup. Great. 'Kill me.'
"One order of Nikudango for me. No tea, just water, thanks. Also, whatever this guy is having," she said, pointing a thumb toward Maikeru with a smile as an employee looked to take their order. As her friend placed his order, Reicheru looked around and took note of the other patrons. There was one table where two older women sat, who had seemed to take notice of the younger pair as well as she had taken note of them. Both smiled with a knowing look, nodding in approval. Confusion hit first, then realization hit as the young girl's cheeks flushed red and her eyes shot wide open. "No - I lost a bet." Reicheru mouthed to the grandmotherly figures without actually saying a word while Maikeru was still looking toward the waiter, hoping he wouldn't catch on. The older women nodded, but still smiled. Reicheru turned away, wishing her meatballs would appear instantaneously to give her something less awkward to focus on.
As the waiter went back behind the counter with their order and the chef went to work, Reicheru pursed her lips and tried to think of what to say. Maikeru was her friend, this had never been hard before. Those old women had gotten in her head. That or the fact that she had just used almost all of her chakra and been beaten like a rug. One of those for sure. "So… you fight good…" Yup. Great. 'Kill me.'