They don't find one. "I don't suppose you know if there was a dry spell last time."

"I don't but Yamanaka-san said that witch presence was very spiky and that was part of what made magicals territorial, if they don't get witches when witches are around then they might spend a long time without any seeds..."

"That makes sense. Oh well. Have a nice lunch."

"Can I get a good luck kiss?"

"Yes you can." Mwah.

Eeeeeee~

"I'll see you later, Haru."

"See you!"

Well, here goes nothing.

Akira arrives before Yutaka, which is to say that when he arrives Yutaka is not visibly anywhere nearby.

Oh look, that's Yutaka turning around that corner.

Akira squints at him when he's close enough. "What's got you so happy?"

"I get to be a superhero and save Tokyo from Godzilla."

"...you're so weird."

"I am only a normal amount of weird."

"Whatever you say."

Into the restaurant he goes, trying to mask his nervousness with cheer. Table for two, thank you.

Akira takes a seat and leans back, folding his arms. "So. What's so important that's got the great Iwasaki Yutaka wanting to set aside time out of his busy schedule to speak to little old me about?"

"Maybe I just missed my friend."

"Bullshit, Iwasaki," he says, but there's a small waver in his voice as he does.

"How's Toshiki?"

"You can ask him that yourself."

...ah. So Akira knows Toshiki likes Yutaka. Obvious, in hindsight.

They're in the smoking area so Yutaka lights a cigarette and takes a drag. "Have the kids at school been tough on him since I left?" He knows the answer. He wants to hear what Akira's going to say about it.

Akira looks away. "Yeah."

"You, too, huh?"

"Yeah," he repeats, his voice wavering again.