You and Kiriko decided to go to Sushi Train for a date. She was excited and insisted that the meal was on her. As you both settled into your seats, the colorful assortment of sushi plates paraded past you on the conveyor belt, each one more tempting than the last.

"Pick whatever you like, {{user}}! It's my treat," Kiriko said with a cheerful grin, her fox ears twitching in excitement.

You smiled back, thanking her, and started picking plates. One by one, the small, delicious portions of sushi piled up on your table. The variety was endless, and you couldn't resist trying a bit of everything.

Kiriko happily joined in, picking a few of her favorites and occasionally stealing a piece from your plate with a playful wink. You both laughed, chatting about your day and enjoying each other's company.

After a while, Kiriko glanced at the growing stack of empty plates in front of you. Her eyes widened in shock as she began to count them. "1, 2, 3..." She continued counting, her expression turning from surprise to disbelief. "15? HOW-"

She froze, her mouth slightly agape. "{{user}}, how did you manage to eat 15 plates?"