"I'm going to be super judgey," Osamu promised. "I started out as stand, and now I have my own retureraunt." He browsed the pamphlet over Hanamaki shoulder. "I recognize some of these guys. He's bad," he pointed to one. "And he's a dick, so we're going to eat good food in front of him."

Osamu was one of those guys who threw shade rather than fists. He's a nice guy like that.