Doki Doki Golden Gang! (Doki Doki Literature club x JJBA: Golden Wind.)

Day three!

 (1-2 hearts signify trust and friendship, while more than 3 indicates that you've entered the romance zone with the character.)

Mista and Y/N arrived at the newly opened restaurant, greeted by a pleasant ambiance and charming decor.

 They settled into their seats, each taking their place on opposite sides of the table.

An option screen materialized on Y/N's screen, presenting them with a variety of choices: 

"pizza,"

 "spaghetti," 

"carbonara,"

 and "lasagna."

Y/N clicked on the second option, causing the option screen to vanish. As the waiter approached to take their order,

Y/N spoke up first. "I would like to have a plate of spaghetti, please," they requested, glancing at Mista.

Mista nodded in agreement. "Yeah, spaghetti sounds good to me too," he added, confirming their choice.

After some time, their orders arrived, each plate adorned with spaghetti and meatballs.

 Y/N couldn't help but notice that Mista's plate held exactly four meatballs, prompting him to continue his ongoing rant about the cursed number.

 Seizing the opportunity before Mista could protest, Y/N swiftly grabbed their fork and plucked one meatball from his plate, reducing the count to three, and promptly consumed it.

Mista glanced at his plate, momentarily surprised, before a grateful smile spread across his face.

Y/n decides to strike up a conversation with Mista while they're eating.

 "That blonde guy seemed very violent, what's up with him?" they inquire.

Mista glances up from his plate, nodding in understanding.

 "Ah, Fugo? Yeah, he's... got a bit of a temper, you could say," 

Mista explains, his tone casual but cautious.

 "But don't worry, he's got a good heart under all that intensity. Just gotta be careful around him, y'know?"

Y/n continues their questioning, curiosity evident in their voice. 

"And what about the man dressed in dark clothing, what's his name?"

Mista pauses mid-bite, considering y/n's question.

 "Oh, you mean Abbacchio?"

 he responds, his tone carrying a hint of reservation. 

"Yeah, he's a bit... reserved, especially with newcomers. But once you get to know him, he's not all that bad. Just takes some time to warm up, y'know?"

Mista chuckles before adding, 

"Actually, Abbacchio's a big ol' softie from the inside, but don't let him hear me say that."

 He leans in a bit closer, a playful glint in his eye. "You didn't hear that from me, though. Wouldn't want to bruise his tough guy image."

Y/n chuckled along with Mista, finding his assessment of Abbacchio amusing.