He'd had the duration of the bike ride to cool his head; by the time they arrived, Ryusei felt almost normal. He found someplace to park not a block away, and as he got off, he pointed out the restaurant. "It's over there."
The frosted glassfront made it hard to spot at first, especially since the store next to it was a jewelry store. The front door was set back a bit from the street, too, but Ryusei thought it gave the place a bit of charm. "It's a little unassuming, but I've heard good things. Well...we all have, from our sempai...." he added, with an embarrassed smile.
"The frosted glass was specially made by the first owner's grandfather some years ago," he said. "Originally, it was a glass shop, but when they were converting it to a restaurant, the original owner made a special request that—" Stop talking. "Uh." He cleared his throat, stuffed his hands into his pockets. "Well. Shall we go?"
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The frosted glassfront made it hard to spot at first, especially since the store next to it was a jewelry store. The front door was set back a bit from the street, too, but Ryusei thought it gave the place a bit of charm. "It's a little unassuming, but I've heard good things. Well...we all have, from our sempai...." he added, with an embarrassed smile.
"The frosted glass was specially made by the first owner's grandfather some years ago," he said. "Originally, it was a glass shop, but when they were converting it to a restaurant, the original owner made a special request that—" Stop talking. "Uh." He cleared his throat, stuffed his hands into his pockets. "Well. Shall we go?"