Souji took the process a step further, holding Minato's ice cream up to smell it before nodding and trying a small taste.

"I concur." He used his wooden spoon to dig a bit more ice cream out of the side of the container.

He considered, then looked up at Minato.

"The quality passes inspection, but there's one last test: how they taste combined." If their favorite ice creams were incompatible, they might as well throw in the towel.