The picture was often posted with nothing more than a #katsudon hashtag there were occasionally more text saying things like “Okaasan’s is best” or “Yurio earned this one”. We are so proud of you, Hina! I still don’t think Minako has forgiven me for not pursuing ballet, so the fact that you did makes life a bit easier for me.”īut the vast majority of pictures of food were of a single dish a mess of egg and crumbed meat on top of rice that cropped up surprisingly regularly. The caption read: “As Minako-sensei was in town, we of course had to go to the Mariinsky Theatre and surprise Hina. The next photo had the Japanese woman and Yuuri being hugged by a young woman dressed in a tutu.
The caption for the picture had ☕☕☕, a crying face 😭 and text in Russian clicking translate gave the message as “We’ll miss you too see you in December!” followed by a location tag for Pulkovo Airport, wherever that was.Īnother photo that actually featured Yuuri had him standing in the foyer of a theatre in a very sharp suit, with a stern looking Russian woman on one side and a delighted looking Japanese woman on the other. There was one picture of three reusable coffee cups clustered together, sitting on top of a receipt that had a message handwritten in what looked like Cyrillic lettering scrawled on the bottom. It’s been a while since I got to watch an ice show in person! We ended up sitting next to Sasha so I had to introduce them to each other look out everyone.” It was captioned “I took the Triple Jumps to Stars on Ice as a treat.
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There was a very sweet photo series of Yuuri with the three girls, all rugged up, sitting in a stadium with the girls looking excited, followed by a picture of the three girls leaning over to a blonde mop-haired boy sitting next to them, with all four kids pulling ridiculous faces. The photos often included the dogs and what had to be Yuuri’s family, including three identical preteen girls. Before that, there was a series of glorious beach and mountain photos that were tagged as being in Japan. There were a few pictures of Detroit surrounds with descriptions about how nice it was to be back. The captions for various photos were a mix of English, Japanese and Russian, often with the text written in at least two languages. There were not very many photos featuring Yuuri or other people. There was the sporadic carefully posed art photo. There were the inevitable food pictures: a few coffees, the occasional fancy-looking dessert, pots of tea, some spectacular looking salads. Interspersed between the dog pics were photos of other things. There were also plenty of pictures of other dogs that Yuuri had clearly met while out walking his own dogs, most of them describing what good dogs they were. Poodles running along the sand, fetching sticks out of the water.
Poodles lying down flopped on various rugs and blankets. Videos of poodles doing tricks (mostly captioned “What a Good Girl!”). There were a lot of dog pictures, most of them featuring the same two poodles: one a quite elderly looking standard poodle and the other a much younger champagne coloured toy poodle. Later that evening, after noticing that he had approved her, Amy scrolled casually through Yuuri’s Instagram feed. “It’s on private, but I don’t mind if you follow it.” Amy quickly found the account, which had a profile pic of a very fluffy-looking poodle. “Katsudont.” He spelled it out carefully. “Can I follow you anyway?” Amy asked, pulling out her phone and flicking open the app. Your best bet is honestly to text me or use WhatsApp - I don’t tend to notice messages otherwise.” “Oh! Yes, I’ve got an Instagram, but I don’t use it much. A group from class were exchanging contact details for an upcoming assignment.
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