Kouchi took Ryou to the final door down the hall. Entering into the dark room, a candle was lit
revealing the woman’s face. Elegantly
dressed, Mariko waved the man over to the table.
“Steak?”
“I’ll take a salad.”
Mariko smiled as Ryou clapped his hands together and grabbed his
utensils.
Looking down at his plate, he began to eye the juicy steak
but drew a blank on how to attack it. He
went with a safe cut and cut a sliver before resting it on his tongue. It moved to the right side of his mouth and
slowly chewed on it before swallowing it.
“Why don’t you cut a bigger piece?” Mariko suggested as she nibbled on the
lettuce.
Ryou cut a piece thicker than the previous one and stuck it
in his mouth. Chewing it in his mouth,
he began to notice the lavender dress Mariko had on and nervously smiled.
“Ryou is something on your mind?”
“You have a nice dress on.”
He spoke through his chewing.
“Thank you. I forgot
to get you a suit but you look rather cute.”
She complemented.
“Is there desert?” He
joked as another piece was cut.
“Depends on what you want?”
She grinned.
Ryou wasn’t sure of the proposition as he hurriedly finished
his meal. Mariko gently lay the menu out
the left side had a picture of a seven layer cake and the other was Mariko
winking.
“This is a hard choice.”
He thought.
He pointed to the right and Mariko grabbed his wrist to the
room behind them.
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