[He turns at the sound of the lock clicking open, reaching more or less over Aizawa to pluck the incriminating photograph off its display corkboard. Mission accomplished! That goes in his jacket pocket, and then he raises an eyebrow down at Aizawa.]
You seemed to know where you wanted to go. Sunday at the cafe it is!
[Aizawa is incredibly lucky Toshinori is not the type to roast him alive for wanting to go to a cat cafe. Very, very lucky.]
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You seemed to know where you wanted to go. Sunday at the cafe it is!
[Aizawa is incredibly lucky Toshinori is not the type to roast him alive for wanting to go to a cat cafe. Very, very lucky.]