[The answer is immediate and entirely too cheerful, if slightly muffled by the mouthful of noodles he's currently in the middle of.]
They really do a number on me. It's one hell of an allergy! Real pain in the ass when someone thinks they're bein' funny, though.
[Admittedly, he has willingly ingested beans on more than one occasion, or done so out of sheer ignorance, but... today, at least, he'd been careful to make sure the guy taking their order knew to keep his bowl free of tofu.
[Yoimiya's 100% sure there's no tofu in there. He said he was allergic, and allergies are no joke! This is supposed to be a nice dinner between friends, and a massive allergic reaction would sort of ruin the mood.
Although she can't help but wonder about a story she's heard around town...]
Didn't you eat a bunch of kitsune ramen with Guuji Yae, though? If you're that allergic, it's a wonder you're still here.
[He pounds a fist against the table, causing his own bowl to wobble and spill some broth over the edge.]
You're so little! Where would you even put it all?! Not that I don't think you could pack some away, but come on, you're looking at an expert here. Guuji Yae is pretty damn powerful, and I even beat her!
[The ramen shop owner grumbles something about not banging his furniture, but it's half-hearted. He knows better than to expect as much from Itto, although at least he's not with the whole gang tonight.]
Hey, don't underestimate me just because I'm smaller than you. I've kept up with you in other contests, haven't I?
[She gives him a grin, then shrugs and takes the bottle of sake, topping off both of their cups.]
We'll have to put that to the test one of these days.
[That's right, it could be much worse. It could be Itto and the boys. At least this is just two rowdy customers at the moment— maybe one and a half, at best, given he's the only one doing any banging.]
Well, yeah, but—
[Hmm, he doesn't have anything prepared for after that 'but.']
This is different! It ain't about smarts or strength, it's about how much your stomach can hold! Yours has to be smaller than mine, there's just no way.
[They both make each other like this. Depending on who you ask, it's a real problem, but as usual, he's too caught up in the argument of the moment to notice or care. Well, maybe argument is too strong a word— this is a friendly dinner, but also, this kind of counts as friendly for them?
Sort of.]
Yeah? You wanna put some real mora on that?
[WEE-WOO WEE-WOO DANGER ALERT]
I'll bet you 500 mora that I can pound more bowls of ramen than you in ten minutes!
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[The answer is immediate and entirely too cheerful, if slightly muffled by the mouthful of noodles he's currently in the middle of.]
They really do a number on me. It's one hell of an allergy! Real pain in the ass when someone thinks they're bein' funny, though.
[Admittedly, he has willingly ingested beans on more than one occasion, or done so out of sheer ignorance, but... today, at least, he'd been careful to make sure the guy taking their order knew to keep his bowl free of tofu.
He's pretty sure.]
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Although she can't help but wonder about a story she's heard around town...]
Didn't you eat a bunch of kitsune ramen with Guuji Yae, though? If you're that allergic, it's a wonder you're still here.
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[He laughs, reaching to ruffle his hair over the back of his neck.]
I made it out okay, but I was bedridden for awhile! I mean, I won, of course, but guess I learned a lesson that day.
[Yae had hoped for him to learn that winning wasn't everything, but the his takeaway was a little different.
Always. Check. For beans.]
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[What other lesson is there? Always. Check. For beans.]
You only won because you weren't facing up against a real opponent like me. I would have beaten you hands down.
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[He pounds a fist against the table, causing his own bowl to wobble and spill some broth over the edge.]
You're so little! Where would you even put it all?! Not that I don't think you could pack some away, but come on, you're looking at an expert here. Guuji Yae is pretty damn powerful, and I even beat her!
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Hey, don't underestimate me just because I'm smaller than you. I've kept up with you in other contests, haven't I?
[She gives him a grin, then shrugs and takes the bottle of sake, topping off both of their cups.]
We'll have to put that to the test one of these days.
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Well, yeah, but—
[Hmm, he doesn't have anything prepared for after that 'but.']
This is different! It ain't about smarts or strength, it's about how much your stomach can hold! Yours has to be smaller than mine, there's just no way.
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[He has a point, but she sure as hell isn't going to back down over a simple thing like facts. (WHY DOES HE MAKE HER LIKE THIS?)]
I can give you a run for your mora in just about any contest.
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Sort of.]
Yeah? You wanna put some real mora on that?
[WEE-WOO WEE-WOO DANGER ALERT]
I'll bet you 500 mora that I can pound more bowls of ramen than you in ten minutes!
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[The ramen shop owner visibly cringes, knowing exactly where this is headed.]
Sir, bring us your biggest bowls of ramen, and keep 'em coming!
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[He slams a fist against the counter— again, causing the owner to startle slightly, even if he should expect it by now.]
Even if we tell you to stop, even if we beg, don't listen! No room for quitters here!
[Maybe he's taking this a little far, but... it's probably fine.]
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[After recovering from his second startling of the night, he sighs and rubs his temples. "Which one of you will be paying for all of this?"]
The loser, obviously. Right, Itto?
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[That should— probably give him pause. He's not always the champion he claims to be, and he only ever has enough mora to just get by, if that, but—
Nah. He's definitely gonna win this one. He grins broadly, reaching both arms over his head and lacing his fingers together to stretch.]
Bring it on, I am ready!
[Today's sweet sweet taste of victory will be RAMEN.]