FUTABA
Futaba laughed. "You made the call to the restaurant from all the way in the US? You should have just let me do it."
"I'll have you know, I got that from a super popular restaurant. The owner owed me a favour and I just used it on you."
"Right, I definitely have to treat you to a major meal when you return." Futaba trailed off. "Will you guys be coming for Succhan and Siena's concert?"
"Unfortunately no, we have one last concert to do here and a few more photoshoots and recordings. The next week will be incredibly busy."
"I see." Futaba starts to take the dishes out of the bag. She expected to be taking out plastic containers, but found herself taking out actual bowls.
The pork and rice soup was in an earthen pot, and the side dishes were in fancy looking plates.
"Holy crap, what kind of restaurant are you ordering from?" Futaba cursed staring at the beauty of the meal in front of her.