L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

A slight groan followed the hug. Suzume leaned into Katsumi and sighed. "That ALMOST helps." She says, now swaying back and forth in an admittedly nice embrace. As she assumed was the case for everyone, the brunette always appreciated a good hug. "If I die of embarrassment though I'm going to haunt you forever." Suzume finally says. Left with no way out of the situation, she would at least make sure Katsumi would have to deal with her in the afterlife.

"If you do, I'm gonna pick up a gimmick. I'll be Bakeneko! Ghost cat!"

Katsumi squeezes Suzume briefly before letting her go. "I'm sure it's not too bad. So you get drinks - not alcoholic!" She turns to her car again and pulls open the door. She starts to climb in, only to pause again. "Wait. What food should I make?" She turns to direct the question specifically to Suzume. Because if poor Suzubee has to be embarrassed, she may as well like the food!

Somehow, Katsumi knew just how to not reassure Suzume. Worst case scenario though she would hatch a plan to block the TV or skip during the parts that she particularly didn't want to watch. She'd just have to make sure to wear a hoodie so that she could completely hide herself in it. "Oh...ok. Well...If it's going to be my last meal how about something spicy? That could be good." She said, wondering if she could substitute emotional pain for physical. That and she happened to enjoy spicy food on occasion and hadn't had any for a while. "I just hope you can cook as well as you can wrestle." She joked before waving Katsumi off and heading back towards her own car.

Spoiler

She can't.

"Nothing can match my wrestling skill," Katsumi states firmly. She shoots her a wink, then slips into the car. "Text me when you got the stuff for the party! I'm gonna go shopping for spicy stuff!"