[center][b][color=2F4F4F][h2]Daisuke Yama[/h2][/color][/b]
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[h2][b]One Week Ago[/b][/h2][/center]
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As Daisuke stepped outside he took a moment to gaze up at the clouds, the rain splattering against his face. Now the he was aware of the reason behind the rain it no longer worried him. He hadn’t had enough time to process the little that Aoi had told him about the events preceding his arrival, but the rain itself was not a concern anymore. Even with one mystery replaced his shoulders still grew taut as his body tightened. The clown had managed to disengage most of his overly alert behavior while they had been catching up, but now it reemerged. Daisuke leveled his head when he noticed Chokashi catch up to him, and surpass him by a few steps. He was completely content with letting the Akimichi take lead. 

When the place came into view the clan heir almost immediately began gushing over the place. Daisuke couldn’t help but chuckle a bit as his current companion went off, even if it weren’t for the heir’s size there would be no doubt that he was an Akimichi. [color=2F4F4F]”It has been quite some time since I ate out, I never really had the chance to since I left. Even if the place was half as good as how you describe it, it would still be the best place I have eaten at in years.”[/color] Daisuke faded into the background, as well as a man his size could, when they entered the place. It became clear that their young hostess seemed to know Chokashi quite well, which was no surprise, and he felt that it was best to allow them to catch up. After the grilling the hostess gave Cho, they were quickly lead to their table. While he sat an approving smile formed on his face, it wasn’t often that there was seating suited to his size and he was pleasantly surprised to find a place that did. Without knowing what they served he knew for a fact that he would be coming back here regularly.  

With menu in hand he gave the young woman a slight head bow, before scanning the list of dishes. Even though his eyes danced along the various words and images his mind could not grab hold of them, it was preoccupied with the upcoming spar against Chokashi. He wasn’t concerned about the fight itself though, more so with how he should approach it. Forcing the thoughts away he set the menu down, to signal that he was done looking, and as the hostess from before returned. [color=2F4F4F]”I would like two Dragon Rolls, and a glass of water.”[/color] As he spoke he lifted the menu for the woman, making it just a little easier on her. He had already decided that he would leave a good tip, he knew that her quick service was likely due to her connection to Chokashi but good service was good service.