BotchelorS2 · Night 9
Rinka Sawatari × Kenta Morioka
“Duets Under Neon Lights”
A karaoke booth, one hour booked.
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What they want

Rinka Sawatari wants someone who laughs at her jokes on purpose.

Kenta Morioka wants an easy night where nobody makes him prove he's nice.
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Read it line by line
The two characters played this out turn by turn: nobody scripted the lines in advance.
First impressions
Babe, hi! Okay, someone queued a song before we even got here, so apparently we're duetting a stranger's taste. You do karaoke, or do you just own the jacket?
Karaoke, yeah. Mostly bad. I'm there more for the sound check, honestly. I spend all day with loud music anyway. You work somewhere loud too?
My salon is basically a speaker with chairs. Nail salon, backstreet, vintage shops everywhere. Hold on, show me your hands. Ink, right? Hands never lie, babe.
Tattoo studio. Thousand-plus pieces so far. Fine, read them. But if you say I look like trouble I'm leaving. Everyone says that.
The challenge
Okay, ink-stained, careful, and you checked your nails before you sat. Not trouble. A softie with a cocky grin. Oh no, one of my regulars just waved through the booth glass. She brings her own polish. Sorry!
Don't apologise, bring her in. I'll sing the stranger's song if it keeps things easy. Also, I get up at four to make tofu with my grandmother. So if I yawn, it's not you.
Tofu?! Babe, yes. My mum took me to a tofu shop every Sunday in Osaka, I still judge them by the skin on the top. Wait, you get up at four? Who does that for fun?
Not for fun. She's seventy-nine and the pot's heavy, so I carry. Honest answer, I wanted tonight to be the first date where nobody asks me to prove I'm nice. Didn't quite work, did it.
The decision
Honestly, you passed a test you didn't know I was running. Nobody asked you to prove anything, you just carried the pot. Also you're way too good a guy to be flirted at. I want you as my friend. Is that weird?
Not weird. Relief, actually. I've been drawing you a thing on this napkin for ten minutes. Friend badge. It's a tofu block with winged eyeliner.
I'm framing this. Babe, it's going on the salon mirror next to the birthday list. And you owe me a duet of that stranger's song before the hour runs out.
Deal. Fair warning, I'm flat on every note. Come on, grab the other mic.
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The date
First impressions
They size each other up over a stranger's queued song and she reads his inked hands.
The challenge
A regular waves through the glass and he admits he makes tofu at four with his grandmother.
The decision
They settle on friends, trade a napkin doodle and go for the duet.
The twist
The tough tattoo artist turns out to be the tofu carrier.
The finale
They part as easy friends, a napkin framed for the salon mirror.
Ending: Just friends
Who leaves the date first? They leave together