"Okay we've met, was that all?"

Subaru scoffs.

Tōkan laughs and shakes his head.

"Sorry, let me... Subaru, you know what could work here? Is if you two had a fight."

"—what? I'm not going to get down to the level of this simpleton."

"And who the fuck are you calling a simpleton, you dickhead alpha?"

"Someone who wasn't a simpleton wouldn't need me to explain it, now, would they?"

"You wanna take this outside?"

"I literally just said I'm not getting down to your level, but I guess it's too much to expect of a low-life omega to be possessed of simple skills like 'remembering the last sentence'. Was this sentence too long, by the way? I can try shorter ones. You dumb. You bad for Tōkan."

"You know shit about me and Tōkan and you better keep your mouth shut or I'll shut it for you."

Sigh. "Clearly you're incapable of any kinds of more sophisticated conflict resolution than using your fists."

(This is working better than he'd expected honestly.)

The waiter comes over, looking a little bit wary of the two teenagers exchanging insults, but Tōkan says, "A double strawberry milkshake for me and him, please," pointing at Inori with his head.

"I'll have a lime ice tea, thank you," says Subaru, shifting gears completely from venomous to perfectly polite.

But then he looks back at Inori. "And of course you have no idea how to even get someone for yourself without cheating with your pheromones."

"You're so pathetic."

"Excuse me?"

"Everything for you is just alpha this omega that..."

"You were the one who called me a dickhead alpha!"

"That's just an insult, it doesn't count."

"Keep telling yourself that."

"I will, 'cause insults or no at least I don't get jealous of someone just because of their sex."

"Your brain may be too small for you to understand how likely it is that Tōkan will abandon you for someone else once he gets bored of sweet omega ass."

"If he gets tired of me then yeah he should leave me, why would I want to tie him down if I make him unhappy?"