As fun as it was though, I think this will be my last Disney run for a while. Universal Studios Japan is so much closer and there is so much there I haven't explored yet. I expect it to be the same for the most part, in terms of attractions and such, but I wonder about the parades and costumes and all that. Nori is a bigger kid at heart than I am, so maybe I can get him to drive us over one weekend.

We walk at a snails pace towards a bridge we can use to cross the busy streets. It's a Sunday morning, and after an exciting night of drinking and socializing, we're both in need of a warm meal, and I'm craving white rice. "Have you ever been there?" He asks, breaking the silence as we start to climb the bridge stairs. With a shake of my head, I admit that I haven't, though I'd walked by it several times without even realizing it was a restaurant. The restaurant we discuss is called "Bikkuri Donki", or in English, "Surprised Donkey." He's unable to explain how and why the owners decided on such a name when I asked him. But it doesn't really matter. I don't really care. I'm only making small talk just to hear him speak some more. Every new conversation means more minutes together.

"Do you have an internet diary?" Shimori then asks out of the blue. I'm hesitant to answer. If I say yes, will he want to read it or decide to distance himself, afraid that I'd talk about him openly on the internet? If I say no, will that completely kill the idea he had for a conversation? "Yeah, I have one," I shrug casually, as though it's no big deal,"Do you?"

He shakes his head. "You can write about this though. We can take a picture and you can tell everyone we had a breakfast for the first time at Bikkuri Don." I hid my happiness at hearing him give me permission to mention him to the world. I hid my happiness at his use of the word "we." I laugh a bit, making it seem like I think his idea is a silly one, then realize I've forgotten my phone at the apartment. "Next time, then," he tells me, which only makes me happier. That meant that he planned on having more mornings like this, where we woke up together and enjoyed a well cooked morning meal before starting a hectic day of work and adulthood?

"It's probably not that great, anyway." I tell him, "It didn't look so impressive from the outside."

"It's not even the outside that's going to take your breath away," he says matter-of-factly. "Just wait!"

The menu is massive!!!

"I want this salad. And this rice." I decide quickly, not even wanting to continue to stare at the menu. My waist line I can't afford to be tempted by anything else. He smirks and asks me why I don't take another quick look to make sure there is nothing else that I want. "I know it isn't impressive, but take a careful look!"

I give the menu another look and it occurs to me that there are about eight other dishes I want to try. "No, just the salad and rice." He orders and the waitress goes to take the menu, but Shimori asks her if we can keep it since we are still deciding on a few more things. We're not though and I know he did it to prove a point.

Our meals come. He begins to cut his meat and I shove a..chopstick full? of rice in to my mouth. Finally, I say, "Okay! You're right! This menu basically owns! The outside probably doesn't look so nice because they used all the wood meant for the construction to make all these menus instead."

"Have you seen like this before?"

"Not until now. No. Why'd they make it so big?"

"Does it matter?"

"If it didn't, I wouldn't ask."

"This is a lesson for you," Shimori then points out. "You should not avoid something because it is ugly on the outside. Because inside there is always something amazing."

"Shut up!" I tell him, "That was totally not the point in coming here. You just made that up."

"Yeah, but you can't deny I'm good!"

No. I really cant.

When we finish our meal, I walk him to the bus stop and wait with him for his bus. "We'll go again next time. Bring your phone to take a picture for your online diary!" He tells me, to which I quickly shoot back: "I'm not gonna write about it. There is nothing to say!"

I hope he never sees this.