Teru laughs conversationally, “Hey, what are the chances you’d run into me first thing! Must be visiting Reigen soon?” Have you seen anyone since you’ve moved?” “Well, that’s… amazing! We should reconnect!” He had very little control of his life back then.Ĭoriander High School is prestigious and within budget. Teru lost most connections with anyone from Seasoning after high school. It’s no one’s fault that they fell out of touch. A disconnected connection that feels all too familiar and much too foreign. Talking in that same monotone way Teru remembers from a lifetime ago.
Mob takes his own sip and shakes his head, wiping his mouth on the skin of his wrist, “We just moved back.” “Good, yeah, uh,” Teru laughs, just a little, at how unexpected this is, “How many years has it been since I saw you, Kageyama? What have you- what have you been up to?” He takes a long pull of his beer. Mob protests but Teru cuts him off with a good natured smile. Mob orders a bowl and Teru catches the tail end of it to add 2 beers, followed by a handful of cash enough to cover the whole thing. Mob’s shoulder’s soften with mute relief. Only after that look of recognition do the cogs in Teru’s head begin to turn. With one arm pulling back the short curtain into the oden stall, he pauses on the figure sitting in front of him. When Teru sees him, he doesn't realize it.
