Naki meeting someone (human or ghoul) who’s worse at Japanese than he is. Just them messing things up and his reaction to it.

Awwwww.

“Excuse me,” says a voice over Naki’s shoulder.

He looks up from his seat at Re. “Hi!”

“I was w-w-wondering how you say that word,” stutters the person. They point at his Japanese book. 

“That’s Komo – Kom – Komorebi,” Naki narrates. “It means sunlight filtered through trees.”

“Wow,” says the human, their eyes wide. “And what’s that?” 

“Kogarashi. For when the wind blows the leaves off the trees,” Naki says. Pride blooms in his stomach. Look at him, teaching Japanese!

“Ooh. So the CCG is like the kogarashi to the ghouls?” The person frowns. “I think it’s very sad myself.” 

“Me too,” Naki says uncomfortably. They seem sincere, right?

“D-d-do you t-t-t-think you could teach me Japanese?” asks the human, twiddling their thumbs with anxiety.  “I – I wasn’t v-v-very good at learning myself.”

“I wasn’t either. Now, Master Shuu teaches me.” Naki points to Tsukiyama, who’s being scolded by Touka for improperly made coffee.

“R-r-really? You have a m-master? I want one.” Their eyes are huge.

“You can come to our lessons!” Naki is very pleased with himself. They make him feel good. And they seem sympathetic to ghouls, so they could be a useful – what’s the word – ally.