#digitaladventurers | Valentine’s Giri Xocolata

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@digitaladventurers​ | Daisuke Motomiya & V-mon continued from here

- 'Course it's edible! - Miyako huffed, prompting her elbow on the counter - I mean, they've been using the same recipe and selling it for almost three centuries, right? How wouldn't it be edible, Daisuke?

She then turned to Hawkmon, who was sitting on a stool right next to her.

- Tell him, Hawkmon, tell him it's edible.

"We...we haven't really tried it, but..."

Her eyes widened, challenging the poor digimon to finish his sentence.

"...But! There's nothing like Catalan cuisine! The strong flavors that melt in your mouth, I'm sure the xocolata is no different, Daisuke-san!"

- Exactly! And if you're in doubt, you can always give it to V-mon, the true chocolate connoisseur to try it! - Miyako now glanced at V-mon and suddenly her confidence in his unconditional love for chocolate began to waver - ...r-right?

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Miyako side-eyed him. That was one shoddy excuse. Studies and work shouldn't get in the way of love. He just sounded like he was trying to be cool.

- You're just not trying hard enough, Daisuke. Love should inspire you, not distract you, you know?

Hawkmon smiled and took a churro to dip in the hot chocolate. As unlucky as his partner was in love, as desperate as she was in pursuing it, he couldn't deny that, whenever she finally found someone who would return her feelings, her love for them would be as sincere as it'd be intense

She might've not have been the best person to ask on how to find the right person. She might've not been the best person to ask on how to keep a long relationship going. But, for Hawkmon, she was certainly the right person to ask on how to feel love with the entirety of one's being.

As worrying as it may be, it was a part of his partner that he loved as much as any other. And while it did concern him that she'd be passing it onto others, he had to admit it amused him to no end to see her, this whirlwind romantic disaster, give anything resembling love advice.

So, when Daisuke's yet another attempt on diverging the subject turned into a big lesson on How To Take Someone To A Beautiful And Fun And Romantic Date, by Miyako Inoue™, he let himself laugh a little, for once not running around worried about her well-being.

- ...So that's why you gotta keep a cooler haircut, you hear me? It's important not only to look neat, but to look handsome and attractive when you go to a date! And clothes... I'd go to Ken-kun.... no, Ken-kun is so handsome he forgets to put some thought into his clothes, he's looking too boring lately. How about... Yamato-san? Yeah, Yamato-san! He has enough style for now, we can go a step up later. Well, in any case, I could help you too, but don't think I'd get easy on you like those two, Daisuke! Like I said, you have to look the best on your date, because my date, he--

"..."

Yep she's right. He knew it. If he's jealous of her having a date, why didn't he find one too? He wanted to answer that, but… he couldn’t!?

“... I have no time for that,” it was a very cold answer, one you could have the reading of him criticizing her. But he wasn’t criticizing her, and yes being extremely blunt and honest – he’s busy pursuing his dream.

“Not having time for that?” V-mon blinked.

“Yeah I can’t go on dates because I think this would distract me from work and my studies.”

V-mon frowned, maybe even Daisuke didn’t know why he would feel jealous of Miyako. Does V-mon himself know though? The digimon was also clueless about it.

“So, how was your date?” It’s not like Daisuke didn’t want to hear about it… But now he’s less upset so he could bear with her and listen to all the fluffy cuteness and lovely stuff she went through with her date.

But deep down he wanted to be the one to also have something exciting to tell her as well…

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I'm only bringing it because he hates chocolate, so don't get things mixed up~

...and that's what Miyako's wearing for her date in the infamous Valentine's Giri Xocolata thread! Her clothes are based on what was fashionable at the time and it's a companion piece to this!

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💝 (u know who, it's my icon)

Miyako weighted the chocolate bar on her hand. It was shaped like a brick, it looked like a brick, it weighted like a brick. She wondered if it also tasted like a brick.

But the seller guaranteed it was the finest of all traditional Catalonian chocolate, a true xocolata a la pedra made from it's original recipe from the 18th century. And with a chocolate so fancy, with so much history, it surely couldn't taste as bad as she thought.

And it also wasn't as expensive as she expected, considering all the legacy behind it. Perfect for an obligation chocolate.

If it was too hard to eat, Daisuke could always grind it for one of his recipes. And if it really tasted like a brick, he could always give it to V-mon - the little guy loved all kinds of chocolate, anyway.

- I'll be taking one of these, por favor.

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shh shhh shhhhhhh I named my 3 new threads for my archive thing. They are now:

#digitalworid | Take What The Water Gave Me #kenichijoujiofkindness | Spoiled Sweetheart #digitaladventurers | Valentine’s Giri Xocolata k bye

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- Oh, come on, I'm not that drunk!

And yet the sudden rise of her voice threatened to betray her. But she really wasn't, she only had a few drinks with her date, enough to feel a bit tipsy - and that had already been a couple of hours ago.

Still, that digimon sense of smell, that could be a problem.

- Listen, I didn't even drink that much, okay? I'm very much aware of how weird Daisuke is acting, of how everyone is acting since I came back. I'll accept that, yeah, it was all a misunderstanding and I forgot to tell you guys that I wanted to participate in making the recipe too. - she sat down and took a churro, dipped it in the hot chocolate and started eating it - ...Oh, this is good, actually. This is REALLY good!

She kept eating and went for one more, two more... But there wasn't enough for her to keep on feasting without claiming for herself what was supposed to be the others' share and she had to stop.

- W-well. And you! - she turned to Daisuke - Don't think I didn't notice you acting all weird when I brought up my date! Since when does it bother you so much?!

He growled, “Did you forget we were fighting here!?”

V-mon sniffed the air. They didn’t put alcohol in the dessert… Then he realized the scent came from Miyako.

So he just… looked at Daisuke with a deadpan face and pointed at Miyako.

“She’s drunk.”

“E-eh!?”

“I dunno how drunk she is, though.”

“...”

Daisuke then sighed and chuckled – So that’s why she was acting weird huh… (That doesn’t explain why he was acting so jealous though…)

“Forget it. Just eat that dessert, please?” he smiled. V-mon was not sure what the heckie is happening there.

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It was dumbfounding the scene that unfolded before her. Daisuke moping around and then lashing out at Hawkmon and V-mon for plotting something in a hell knows what language (not that she'd blame him, those two were getting pretty annoying).

And now she had a defeated Hawkmon hiding his face on his wings, an exasperated V-mon, and Daisuke mumbling something about being sorry to someone.

Miyako looked down at Hawkmon for answers, but his face remained hidden. Then she looked at V-mon and then at Daisuke.

- Daisuke, what the hell are you talking about?! Who the hell is this for?!

Hawkmon buried himself further into his feathers. He told V-mon he wouldn't interfere, and he wouldn't. But his dear partner, so clever, so insightful when needed. And so dense when she wanted.

But maybe that was just the effect alcohol had in humans, he guessed.

"..."

His silence was still strange, V-mon knew that wasn't a good signal. Daisuke is not the kind to let things bug him. He was pouting now. He might be almost a legal adult, but he's still acting like a child.

"But... If we don't do something!!" V-mon replied back, but in ancient language. Daisuke stared at the two digimon and then...

"If you have something else to say, then just say it!"

"Daisuke..." V-mon frowned, "I didn't mean--"

"Ya know... If I did something wrong, sorry. But next time be specific, I can't read minds or somethin'..." -- He muttered "You're hard to read too.."

"Oh no..." V-mon gasped, "He's heartbroken."

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- So, he met me at home, well, not at home, the place where I'm living in Barcelona, and we went to Casa Milà. Aah, have you heard of Casa Milà, Daisuke? It's this beautiful, enormous building projected by Gaudì himself! So of course it's wonderful, right? And we took the night tour, which is a bit more expensive, but ah, so much worth it~! I got to see his handsome face lit under that colorful lighting and I'll tell you, I couldn't--

She didn't hear him talking, she didn't hear anything, excited as she was to gush in about her date. She only saw Daisuke leaving her side, serious.

Confusion took hold of her. This was supposed to turn into a funny banter, not into this awkward feeling between the two of them.

- Daisuke, - she frowned at him - where are you going? The churros with the hot chocolate you made are right here.

"V-mon", it was time for Hawkmon to step in, once again using their ancient language, "I don't think we should interrupt here. Leave them alone for now."

"... No. I don't want to hear about your date."

He was blushing and confused. Was he really jealous of Miyako?

"..."

"Daisuke?" V-mon frowned, something was wrong there.

"I hope you had fun, at least" and he sighed, stepped back and sat away from her, just thinking if he had jealousy and if he hadn't said too much...

They're friends for what? Almost a decade? Since they became Chosen Children together? So why was he acting so weird!?

"Miyako, you should try it out!" V-mon tried his best to end that fight between her and Daisuke "We put all our sweat and love on it! I mean, not literally because Daisuke didn't let me drop my sweat on the food!!"

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Hawkmon cringed at his partner and his friend's heated argument. Years may have  passed and the two remained the same, the catalyst to the other’s explosion. He replied to V-mon, "That's...one way to put it."

As if to prove Hawkmon’s unspoken point, Miyako got up to Daisuke, index finger pointing at him accusingly.

- Yeah, I challenged you, so what?! Weren’t you the one who started saying stuff like “oooh~ I’m gonna use it to make a dessert and become the best chef in the world~”?! You were the one who thought that using the chocolate I gave YOU for Valentine’s Day for a dessert to share with others was a good idea!! You should’ve done something for yourself only!!

She took a deep breath. Was she really denying a delicious dessert like that? But what was done, was done, and she wasn’t over giving Daisuke a piece of her mind.

- And don’t even start talking crap about the xocolata!! It’s made with a traditional Catalan recipe from the XVIII century!! It’s not my fault if you are too much of a–

And then came V-mon’s revelation: Daisuke was jealous. That put a big, mischievous grin on Miyako’s face.

- Ehehehehehehe~! Daisukeeeeee~! Do you want to hear about my beautiful and fun and romantic date~?

He squinted his eyes at Miyako, “Hawkmon already said you didn’t say you wanted to cook with me, so don’t put words in my mouth!”

“Oh, they’re bickering… Like a couple.” V-mon commented with Hawkmon.

“You had this date thing! I don’t even remember if you mentioned you wanted to take part in it! I thought you was like, challenging me to make a delicious dessert with the choco-brick!”

“Daisuke–”

“If you had said it instead of talking about having a date or something, I would’ve waited for you, darn it!”

“Daisuke I think you’re–”

“Man, I tried my best here, to prove to you I’m not some idiot who cannot make a decent dessert with some not-so-expensive-not-so-cheap chocolate from Spain! And now you’re just complaining that we did it all alone, that I asked V-mon to keep you outside so I could clean my own mess to not get fired!?”

“Daisuke!!”

“MAN I DIDN’T WANT YOU TO DO THOSE THINGS BECAUSE I DIDN’T WANT TO BOTHER YOU AND YOUR DATE, GODDAMNIT!!”

“... Daisuke.”

“WHAT?”

“You’re jealous.”

“H-huh!?”

“You’re jealous that Miyako had a date while you had to keep working until we closed today.”

“...”

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Miyako stopped in front of V-mon, frowning. What was the little guy going on about? Brightest star? She slid a strand of hair behind her ear and squinted her eyes at the thing the digimon pointed at. It moved, it had two small red stars following it. Beautiful. Miyako was feeling so dizzy.

- Uhhhh… What’s up with that star?

Meanwhile, Hawkmon, with his feather now cleaner than ever, helped Daisuke put away the last of the shop’s utensils. Once done, he sat in the chair opposite to the young man’s.

“Daisuke-san, if I have time to clean my feathers, I can’t see why you wouldn’t have time to go and clean yourself as well. V-mon and I can make company to Miyako-san.”

"Right! Leave it to me!!" he replied in the same language, and then looked for the brightest star in the sky. He stood in front Miyako and pointed again to the sky, talking in Japanese now:

"LOOK! IT'S THAT STAR! THE BRIGHTEST STAR IN THE SKY OF JAPAN!! DON'T YOU THINK IT'S BEAUTIFUL, MIYAKO??"

Luckily there was something bright in the sky, but...

It was an airplane.

Meanwhile inside the shop, Daisuke was doing the fastest and best cleaning of his life. Daisuke is... well, He got some cleaning paranoia so of course he couldn't leave the ramen shop like that -- His boss would've fired him after all!! (or not, that man would understand and only scold him at least.)

He finished it and then he dramatically sat on the closest chair next to him, panting.

“Man… Keeping this place organized might be hard, how did boss handle it before hiring me!?”

"Should I go home and take a bath?" Daisuke asked himself "No, she would've been mad at me... I think."

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"Yes, yes, we did it." Hawkmon hugged V-mon back, but his eyes were on his disconcerted partner. He knew she wouldn't let go of it so easily.

Or else she'd have that stick with her for the rest of the week.

And she didn't, glaring at Daisuke as he approached her, obviously avoiding the subject. Getting jealous of her going to a Valentine's date while he couldn't? Now that's what she called childish. His apprentice job must've been getting into his head, maybe he needed to get out more and find himself a date.

Or he'd be stuck with playdates with her as V-mon kept graciously implying.

- ...If you're so jealous, - she propped her head on her hand, squinting her eyes at the young man - why don't you go and find a date for yourself?

Daisuke did not reply though. Was it jealousy though? Why would he care about this!? But… Somehow he has been feeling this since a long time ago!?

But he wasn’t pouting anymore, there was a grin on his face.

“So… We did it guys! We made the best dessert in the world, and Inoue Miyako seal of approval!!”

“WE DID IT YAY!” V-mon threw his hands up and then hugged Hawkmon.

“... Despite our stupid fights, we get to understand each other pretty well…” he said when he got up from that table and went to sit with her. He stole one churro and soaked it on the hot chocolate, he bit the edge covered with chocolate and ate it.. V-mon approached, and he grabbed another churro, soaked it on the chocolate mug and gave it to his digimon, who ate it in one bite.

“Ah, doesn’t it seem like a date or something?” V-mon chirped nonsense due to the sweetness of that dessert.

Daisuke glanced at him. WHAT ARE YOU SAYING!? – he thought – THIS AIN’T A DATE!!

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She threw herself at one of the chairs, placed the chocolate box at one side of the table and frowned at Daisuke.

- Yeah, but why did V-mon stop me then? He said I could go in now. Since when are you afraid of me seeing a messy room? You’ve seen my room and it's pretty messy, I’m not scared of some mess. And I thought…

When V-mon appeared with the plate, she pointed at it, eyes widened.

- …W-What is this? Did you make this with the xocolata? Weren’t we supposed to make this together?!

Hawkmon stared at Daisuke and then at V-mon. He finally cleared his throat and turned to Miyako.

"Miyako-san, I’m deeply sorry but we didn’t agree on anything regarding making the dessert with you…"

- WHAT?! - she got up from the chair, slamming the table and almost spilling the hot chocolate from its dish - But… Wasn’t this supposed to be a friend’s thing where we cooked together?! Daisuke!! Do you think I’m not good enough to cook together with you?

"Don't 'HUH' at us. I had to clean the mess or else the ol' man would've fired me the next day. And I didn't want to let you have to stay and help me clean this entire place..."

Oh...

"Don't get me wrong. This is not because of you."

"Miyako brought her honmei choco to share with us," V-mon said "Because her date hates chocolate."

“Oh… OK then. You’re smiling because you got free chocolate after all, right V-mon?”

“HONMEI CHOCO, DAISUKE! I’ve never tried it before!!”

“Neither I, but as I remember it’s just the most expensive or home made chocolate a girl can give to her crush.”

“Oh…! Then–”

“Anyway, Hawkmon helped too so better you like it or you will make him sad!”

“But it’s delicious, we had to try it out first!” V-mon added.

“So, enjoy” he gestured to the table, “Your table, ma’am.”

V-mon went to the kitchen and brought the plate carefully. He handed it to Daisuke, who served Miyako.

“So today you’ll have Spanish Hot Chocolate and Churros. But Motomiya cuisine style. I added some cinnamon to the churros recipe, and a bit of sugar and cayenne pepper to give a good touch."

"It's really yummy!" V-mon chirped.

Oh boy...

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- Airplane?! What do you mean airplane?!

The bright star and its two small companions crossed the sky, leaving only one or two barely visible sparkly dots on the night's sky.

-V-moooooon... - Miyako raised a fist, as if holding herself to punch the poor creature - You're lucky I'm on a wonderful mood today!!

And that's when the digimon asked about her date. Miyako swooned, and giggled, and went on and on and on...

- Oh V-mon, you wouldn't believe it~-she showed the box in her hand and dragged on her words - He hates chocolates, hahahaha~! But it's alright, he's not Japanese, anyway, and we had such a great time! Anyway, I brought my honmei choco to share with you guys! But you guys better not take it the wrong way, you hear me?! Hahahahaha!

She kept chattering until V-mon prompted her to enter the ramen shop. She frowned at him, confused.

- What do you mean, 'I can come in'? It's not like I couldn't before! HEY, HAWKMON!! DAISUKE!! What's going on here?!

The one to greet her into the shop was Hawkmon, with a polite curtsy.

"Welcome, Miyako-san. It's a pleasure to have you back."

- HUH?!

"Hmm... that's right I think" Daisuke mused, "You keep her entertained while I go take this four and melted chocolate from my clothes."

He opened the gate right there and leapt into his bedroom.

Meanwhile V-mon…

“Yes! This one star! It’s the brightest of Japan’s skies! It’s… It’s… Moving?”

He blinked. Oh that’s an airplane… right?

“... It’s an airplane.”

V-mon had no idea what to do except, maybe…

“So, how was your date? Who is that person?”

It took a while until Daisuke could take a bath, pick some fresh casual clothes and put his uniform to wash (he would have to go work tomorrow after all) on the washing machine.

He returned back, just wearing his casual shirt, a crimson velvet, black shirt with some stripes, his most comfortable pants and his white-and-orange sneakers.

“I’m back,” he said.

“Oh now we can go in!” V-mon said and gently gestured to Miyako to get in, "this way please!!"

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- Then you better make something good with it, or else!

She pushed his face away by poking his nose with her index finger. That was when V-Mon jumped into his arms and started babbling. Miyako looked at him and back at Daisuke, frowning, with every word the digimon said making things worse.

- Average, seriously?! How can I trust you with the finest Xocolata A La Piedra™, made with the original recipe from the 18th century, if you keep burning and overcooking your food?!

“M-Miyako-san!!”, Hawkmon rushed to their sides.

“Daisuke-san’s ramen is very tasty, isn’t it? Why can’t we trust he’ll be able to bake something nice with the chocolate you gave him?”

"You're too close--" he blushed, but mostly because he was embarrassed by her attitude, and feeling like a whole hive of exclamation marks were floating in his head like annoying flies.

"Hey!" V-mon jumped in the middle of them, right into Daisuke's arms. The boy had no other option but catch him "Daisuke might not be the best cook at class, but his skills are on an average level! He might burn and overcook things, but he's able to melt some chocolate and make a very easy recipe with it!!"

"If you're trying to defend my pride as culinary student you're not helping by saying that..."

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- Hey, hey!

Now that the words were deciphered, Miyako took back the chocolate bar from Hawkmon, just to wave it in front of Daisuke’s face.

- Aren’t we forgetting something here? Like what day is it today? Like why I bought you this thing?

She approached him, her nose almost touching his, and whispered between her teeth:

- You better make it worth it, Daisuke, you better make it worth it.

"Well, I'm a culinary school student so those things are part of the curriculum."

"Ooh..." V-mon smiled, "So Choco is used for those!"

"Hehe, I think I'm doing great at class huh?" he chuckled and scratched the back of his head "Hmm, I wonder if I can find a good recipe for this one... I can invite everyone to try it!"

Somehow he had forgotten this was used for giri choco, and now he wanted to make some delicious dessert for his friends and the digimon.

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Miyako let herself be escorted, dumbfounded. She was so worried about her date, did she really let herself revert to eight years ago, when she had to manually open the gate? Usual cheer, what cheer? She was getting late and was making a fool out of herself once again, what was there to be cheerful about?

- Uh. - she glanced at Daisuke and Hawkmon behind her before taking her digivice phone - Digital Gate, open.

- I’ll see you guys in a few hours then. Hawkmon, make sure Daisuke and V-mon won’t get themselves in trouble! - Miyako entered the gate, shouting a few last words before it finally closed - WISH ME LUCK!! CHOSEN… me? LET'S ROLL!!

Hawkmon cleaning his throat, embarassed. Did his partner really have to put him in such an awkward position? If anything, he was the one under the care of Daisuke and V-mon.

“...Once again, please forgive Miyako-san. You know how she is. Well, Daisuke-san, is there anything I can help with in the shop?”

"Miyako, just go outside and open the gate without a computer, geez."

Koushiro had explained once that they wouldn't need a digital device to open a gate if they were in a place without internet or a computer or digital screens. Maybe she hadn't known about that?

"Wait a sec, boss! I will clean those tables in two minutes!"

He escorted Miyako to the back of the building by the backdoor, to prevent some random citizen getting sucked by the gate of course.

“Here you go! Do your usual cheer, for the good ol’ times?”

V-mon offered to cover Daisuke’s turn there, so he went to clean the tables and retrieve the empty bowls to be washed. This was a small ramen shop, so it was just the owner, Daisuke and V-mon for now.

“Uh… I hope he does not take more than two minutes to send her back to Spain… Oh…”

The man gently grabbed the plate full of bowls and helped the digimon.

“Thank you boss!!” he babbled “I will clean those tables, boss!!”