It wasn’t uncommon in the slightest for you to go to Rin’s games, in fact you went to all of them if you could make it to them. So it had became a tradition for the two of you to go out to eat after every game. The places you went varied, depending on what he felt like eating after his game. Today the two of you found yourselves in a familiar local-businesses small restaurant, a place the two of you went to often. Mostly because they had the best ochazuke with bream in town and he almost always wanted a bowl after a game.

The building wasn’t too big or fancy, but it was still nice and quiet. The two of you would go and sit at a table in the back corner, his usual cold expression as he looked through the menu despite already having made up his mind.