Later that night, Manabe decides to have sushi for dinner. Well, he must admit that he already took a favor for TakeSushi. The sushi is simple but it just so delicious that he turns to be a regular customer. That, and the fact that perhaps it is the remaining place where he can possibly get some information about what will Takeshi Yamamoto do in the next two days.

The restaurant is crowded with customers, some came with their cars. But one car looks more prominent than the others. Manabe recognizes the logo. It's an Italian car, a highly expensive one. Clearly, it' not mass produced since it can hardly be found, especially not here, in Namimori, Japan.

What Manabe sees next, when he enters the restaurant, has successfully made him think that the fortune goddess is taking his side. Inside, on the faraway table, a little on the back, sit Yamamoto Takeshi, still wearing his apron, seems like he's helping his father before, and his two companions; a silver haired man and an elegant lady with pink hair.

Manabe tries to recall the man's name. Ah, Gokudera Hayato, Yamamoto Takeshi's former classmate. But Manabe doesn't see a grumpy looking boy, instead he sees a handsome young man with some sort of charisma he wished he ever had. He's quite sure, if he were a girl, he'd be fallin' for this Gokudera Hayato.

And the lady! The lady is just the perfect definition of beauty. Still, Manabe can't stop thinking why she doesn't take her sunglasses off. Is she an actress? She's surely looks like one. But if he were her companion, he'd be okay with that too. If you have a pretty lady on your side, nobody would care about such a simple thing like sunglasses.

They seem like having a good time, although it's almost impossible for Manabe to hear the conversation in this crowd.

Yamamoto Takeshi is surely something. How came he befriend this people?

Their conversation ends not long after that. They says goodbye to the older Yamamoto, and the chef looks a little disappointed, telling them that they should come more often. Then, the younger Yamamoto escorts his guests outside. Soon, the sounds of the red Italian car can be heard leaving the restaurant.

Oh, well. Guess my guess is right. It's Gokudera Hayato's car.

Not long after, Yamamoto Takeshi gets back inside and immediately helps his father preparing the order. One customer, apparently a loyal one, greets him.

"Oi, Takeshi. It's been a while seeing you here."

"Aah… Abe Ojisan! Long time no see. Are you doing well?"

"Yeah, yeah! I'm fine. You seem fine too. I heard that you'll leave for Italy again?"

Yamamoto Takeshi gives the man a big grin, "Can't help. Have some business to do there, Ojisan."

"Anyways, you know, you should bring her here more often." The old man Abe says to him.

In respond to this, Yamamoto Tsuyoshi immediately tells his son "See? I told you so. Especially now, that you got Hayato's approval."

"Takeshi, you're just so lucky to have a girl like her your fiancée." says Abe.

Yamamoto Takeshi's grin gets a lot wider.

Manabe's note:

Yamamoto Takeshi is a damn lucky guy going to Italy.

A/N:

Again, thank you for all who've been kindly reviewing, following and making the story their favorite. Your reviews mean so much to me and some of you gave really good advice.