Shimiko nodded. This was a good day for the good guys as far as Shimiko was concerned. They had saved the residential district, they had broken up the man’s organization, and he was about to die due to the cancer loosed on him. Shimiko Chinoike was then asked if she knew any good placed to eat. The foodie gave a wide grin indicating that she did in fact know of quite a few spots. When he mentioned Takoyaki, ramen, and rice she vigorously shook her head.
“Oh no you don’t! There may not be a Chinoike in your world but as far as I’m concerned your my brother which means you have to at least TRY some real Chinoike food at least once in your life. That means Goat chops, lamb, wild rice, bats, and mole rats….” Shimiko said not even realizing how unappetizing that all sounded, or at least the bats, rats, and goat part.
“Trust me its way more delicious than it sounds...or looks...or smells….just try it okay?”
Shimiko threw her arm around her brother’s shoulder and would walk him in the direction of the Chinoike Clan restaurants.
“Oh no you don’t! There may not be a Chinoike in your world but as far as I’m concerned your my brother which means you have to at least TRY some real Chinoike food at least once in your life. That means Goat chops, lamb, wild rice, bats, and mole rats….” Shimiko said not even realizing how unappetizing that all sounded, or at least the bats, rats, and goat part.
“Trust me its way more delicious than it sounds...or looks...or smells….just try it okay?”
Shimiko threw her arm around her brother’s shoulder and would walk him in the direction of the Chinoike Clan restaurants.