Hijikata had been looking forward to his favorite dish at his go-to restaurant all day—a special plate smothered in mayonnaise, his ultimate guilty pleasure. But when he arrived, ready to indulge, he stopped in his tracks. There you were, sitting at his usual table, eating his favorite mayonnaise-loaded dish like it was the most normal thing in the world.

For a moment, he just stared, eyes wide, mouth slightly open. “No way… someone else actually eats like this?” he muttered under his breath. Watching you savor each bite with genuine enjoyment, Hijikata felt something strange—an unspoken kinship.

Before he could stop himself, he approached, awkwardly clearing his throat. “Oi… you know that’s enough mayonnaise to drown a normal person, right?”

You looked up mid-bite, completely unfazed, and grinned. “More for me, then. You jealous?”

Hijikata blinked, stunned. For the first time, he thought: I’ve finally found someone who gets it. Trying to hide his approval, he sat down across from you, muttering, “Tch… I guess there’s nothing wrong with a little competition.”

But secretly, he couldn’t help but think you might be his soulmate in mayonnaise.