Summer Of 1999 | H. Josuke x F!Reader

✅️ Episode 10: Let's Go Eat Some Italian Food

Word count: 4267 words.

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"Man, I'm hungry." Okuyasu groaned.

"Same here, feel like lunch was eons ago." You followed along.

"Let's go get something to eat, what do you think?" Okuyasu asked both you and Josuke.

"I second that idea, I don't think I can managed to walk all the way to my house. Maybe I'll just passed out on Josuke's bed at this point." You nodded weakly.

"I'm not hungry thought, I still can carry you all the way home (Y/N) you know I'm strong enough." He said as he gave your forehead a quick kiss.

"Hm? look." Okuyasu points toward a new broad for ad.

Italian Cuisine
Trattotia

100 Meters to the Left 

"There's a new Italian restaurant. Apparently it's just ahead." Okuyasu happily read it, realizing how close the actual restaurant to our current position.

"Just ahead is the cemetery. No one would come to eat at a restaurant in a place like this." Josuke sounded a little bit skeptical.

"Oh you will be surprised nonetheless. You see, there's this one time I ate a bowl of fantastic udon by some deserted park. The place is skeptical, but the food were surprisingly memorable." Your head face the skies as you recalled.

"The clear broth, the noodles..." You clasp your hand onto your cheek, drooling at the memorable udon served by a bald man.

"(Y/N), I'm getting hungrier!" Okuyasu reacted greatly to your tale. 

"Then let's go to this restaurant together! Don't worry about money, I have loads of them!" You took Okuyasu by his hand.

"Oi (Y/N)! Okuyasu, wait for me!" 

"Is this it? I thought this was an empty building..." Josuke sounded more and more skeptical.

"Maybe they remodeled it. It looks nice." Okuyasu on the other hand, sounded hopeful and optimistic.

"Let's go!" You usher the boys to follow you.

Today's Course
Depends on the customer

"What?" Josuke read the menu sign confused.

"It's affordable too, come on Josuke." You hold his hand and entered the restaurant.

Not like what you expected, the interior of the Italian restaurant are much nicer than what you would picture based on its new status. There's only three tables available, making you somewhat more curious. 

"The inside looks nice, too!" Okuyasu like the restaurant's interior.

"It's very nice indeed." You agree.

"Welcome." A voice and strange accent greeted the three of you.

A foreign looking chef then came out of the kitchen with tight lip smile that look genuine to the eyes. He looked quite handsome actually.

"Three of you? Come, have a seat." The man offered and you gladly sat on of the chair.

Even the chair felt comfortable.

"Uh..Thanks." Okuyasu sat down.

"Please." He offered Josuke.

"R right." 

"Um, are you a foreigner?" Okuyasu asked missing a little bit of polite tone.

"Si, Signore. I'm Italian." The chef confirmed with a smile.