Mei X Yuzu Novels & Stories

The moment imprinted itself on me in a strange moment of awareness, but I couldn’t help but smile. How silly was it to feel nostalgia for a moment that wasn’t even over yet? Must be hormones or something, I decided as I placed peppers, onions, and chicken onto a flour tortilla and covered it in beans, guacamole, and sour cream with a dash of shredded Monterey Jack on top. The perfect fajita, to me, at least. “I can’t believe how perfect this all is.” Kim said after she swallowed another bite of Spanish rice. “You’ve got the rice down beautifully, Tessa.”

Sebastian winced. Madeline rolled her eyes and patted the younger man on the back. She exposed her partner, “You better thank him, Eugene. You’ve been blabbering about this limited edition Yamazaki 25 that you wish you could taste. Now Sebastian here brought it, despite how expensive it must have been.” Eugene shot her an angry look, the childish type where he scolds the other to keep the information a secret. “Oh no, please, it’s fine. There are tons of other better whiskeys out there and this is what I brought. I should be the one thanking Mr. Fray for letting me have dinner with you all,” Sebastian chuckled nervously.

"Coming right up." Apparently, 'the lot' translated to a juicy looking hotdog, topped with red onion, some other cabbage-like component, and a generous drizzle of mustard sauce. It looked entirely delectable, and tasted just as it appeared. "What's this yellow stuff?" I asked, loving the taste of whatever it was. "Sauerkraut," Nikki replied. "It's just pickled cabbage." "It's really good," I nodded my head in approval. "I don't think they have this back in Australia."

Mezy winked at us then reached out to plant a kiss on his lips. My intestines almost turned upside down, and the hair all over my body stood on its end. “Ara, Yen, come on. Let’s start dinner. You must be hungry already.” We followed them to the dining table. It was a long rectangular table, and in the middle sat a fresh flower centerpiece. Different kinds of fruit lay on expensive-looking fruit trays, placed between intervals of sumptuous dishes. Maezy pulled out a chair for Mr. Yuki at the main corner. She then picked up his plate and placed food on it before sitting down with him.