A loud, happy gasp escaped the Italian’s lips, that had been already progressively curling into a big overjoyed grin. Japan praised him and he was even smiling.
No you don’t understand, he had been able to make him smile!
Each time Veneziano was able to see even just the hint of a smile on the Asian’s face, he was overwhelmed with a feeling of glee and honor.
|♞| —- “That means we can do it?”
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Verbal expression of emotion had never truly been an option for him, so he simply seals his lips shut and nods, α∂мιяαтιση locked, wordless, but still definitely, definitely existent.
Perhaps his apparent apathy would never vanish, but for Japan, it was a vital aspect.
( Maybe that’s why they were friends, he and Italy. Two opposite ѕριηѕ balanced each other out. )
Maybe the raven meant no, but was not how Feliciano took it. He rather understood the contrary.
|♞| —- “Evvai! You know Japan, if everyone accept to help, we can do it.”
By help, he meant either participate financially or supply ingredient. As simple as pie! Northern Italy was perfectly aware of the economical crisis the whole World (or almost) was facing.
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—And here was all the ρяσσƒ that was needed. Japan would be rather abashed to admit that sharing had never even occurred to him.
❝ Ah. That’s rather brilliant, Italia-kun. ❞
The praise slipped off his tongue stunningly easily, and so was the smile that followed suit.
|♞| —- “But Giappone~ This would be very good and cheer everyone up!”
Economy was not Italy’s best. No, he was better at caring for others. And he thought that the easier way to put a smile on each of his friend’s faces was through their stomach.
“Strangozzi al tartufo nero may be expansive but this is the most tasty dish you could ever try!”
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This was his cue to say maybe when he meant no.
❝ We can consider it. ❞
He was perfectly aware that Italy would have a good head for business in a more rational moment—but there was never a rational moment where food was involved.
He was ℓσαтн to admit that he would also serve a dish he was proud of when he hosted a world meeting, never mind the price or economic crises.
