well, no, she doesn't know that yet. theoretically it's fine. but that's something, so she gets to preparing the rice and getting out the clay pot from the fridge, opening the lid as she places it on the stove. konnyaku, fish cakes, fish balls, bean curd, carrot, daikon, dried seaweed--there's so much in there that she has no idea how this is going to turn out, but it's fine.
it isn't like she'd been particularly preparing this for him (though, in some ways, she had--because he's the one that put the idea into her head that she should get familiar with japanese food, and in some ways he's the reason that she continued doing so), but now she is.
milla keeps busy as she waits, and when sousei makes it to her door, she'll open it after remembering to hide that cookbook on japanese food she'd left laying on the table. ]
no subject
[ so, it's fine.
well, no, she doesn't know that yet. theoretically it's fine. but that's something, so she gets to preparing the rice and getting out the clay pot from the fridge, opening the lid as she places it on the stove. konnyaku, fish cakes, fish balls, bean curd, carrot, daikon, dried seaweed--there's so much in there that she has no idea how this is going to turn out, but it's fine.
it isn't like she'd been particularly preparing this for him (though, in some ways, she had--because he's the one that put the idea into her head that she should get familiar with japanese food, and in some ways he's the reason that she continued doing so), but now she is.
milla keeps busy as she waits, and when sousei makes it to her door, she'll open it after remembering to hide that cookbook on japanese food she'd left laying on the table. ]