[Noiz is certain that's not what Aoba was going to say at all, and it doesn't answer his question. Still, his attention is diverted for the moment, his brows furrowing at the unfamiliar name. He glances at the dishes he set aside, trying to puzzle out which one might be the takoyaki Aoba's talking about.]
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... which one?
[He sure doesn't look like he's joking, Aoba.]