Real men know how to cook. [CLOSED]

[forbearanced]

Characters: Koujurou and Shinjiro
Location: the Shopping District
Rating: G
Time: January 19, a little after lunch
Description: Manly men bonding over manly cooking.



[So after he's completed one round through town with Auron, Koujurou's trading his 'uniform' (as the members of DOGS call it) for something a bit more casual (try 'farmer') and heading off to the mall.

Dinner is very serious business, you see.]

Comments

[forbearanced]

[A rumble of approval.]

And the rest?

[adiosasshole]

Dunno yet. Probably just play it by ear.

[He picks up the radish, rolling it between his hands] Probably gonna eat this raw. I hear they're almost sweet...

[He seems to realize what he's saying and gives a vague 'Tch' noise, shrugging] What, are you the produce police?

[forbearanced]

I have a vegetable patch in the city. I tend to measure what I have produced on my own against what they have available here.

[adiosasshole]

[Shinjiro's normally dull eyes brighten at that bit of information]

Yeah? You sell?

[forbearanced]

I do not, but I am willing to give to those who wish to have them.

[adiosasshole]

[That brightness grows even more]

Think I could get in on that?

[forbearanced]

Of course. You are also welcome to assist me, if you wish.