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Translated by M, proofed by Annie.
In the town.
Akira: (Mm… Something smells good. Is it coming from that food stand…?)
Akira: Mithra, hello! Are you eating here?
Mithra: Yes, that’s right. Are you also hungry? The soup dumplings here are quite delicious.
Akira: The soup dumplings… Ah, that’s the one you’re eating right now, right? Well, since I’m already here, I guess I’ll try some. Do you come here often, Mithra?
Mithra: Yeah. Soup dumplings come in a basket, so you can grab as much as you like whenever you please. Although, it can be tricky, so be careful. You have to break the skin of the dumplings with your chopsticks like this…
Akira: …
Mithra: What is with the shocked expression?
Akira: Oh, did I look surprised? The way you’re eating is just so lovely, I couldn’t help admiring it…!
Mithra: Haa. It was drilled into me by my bothersome, former boss. She said that a good man starts with proper food etiquette. Before her, I used to only eat with my hands.
Akira: (It’s strange… The way I can imagine him doing just that…)
Mithra: More importantly, are you going to finish eating?
Akira: Oh, I’m sorry. So… Take it out the basket and… Hot!
Mithra: ….You. Were you listening to me?
Mithra smiles.
Mithra: Haha… You remind me of my old self. Here. You have food around your mouth.
Akira: (...!? He wiped me with his handkerchief!)
Akira: S-sorry. Thank you!
Mithra: You’re welcome. You’re truly quite troublesome, hm?