"I'm pretty sure no guy wants to be told he's easy to read," Osamu mumbles, feeling embarrassed still. Even though he logically knows there's no reason for it, he just wishes Kita could always see him being cool. Not an over-eager doofus.

"But I guess if it's you it's okay... Nothin' gets by you at all, huh Kita-san."

They turn the corner and can see the front of the restaurant. Already Osamu is leaning in again, his body language betraying him once more. "Oh man, it smells so good. Can barely remember what I had for lunch today, I'm so hungry."