Charles Patricius

[Bloodedge]

Seiya had nothing to say about Miko's trustworthiness. He had a feeling that she was; that was all. In fact, every now and again, one might catch him staring at the brunette. It seemed she boasted a peculiar glow or attractive feature. He'd never be found more than a single pace away, nor would he be found looking away for more than a few seconds at a time. They'd be having dango as a snack... though what Seiya saw was a bit large to be considered snack-sized. He didn't eat a full three of those dango in quantity for an entire meal. "They're huge..." he said while looking at the dango, only to immediately look in Miko's direction again. In that moment, Seiya clearly noticed some other... 'huge' things. His face flushed, his gaze averted, and he looked over the flavor listing. What he said afterwards was strange. "Mitarashi, shichimi and... shiroan," he said slowly. That particular list wasn't Seiya's preference, though ─ it was actually what he thought Miko would want.

As they spoke about the apparent finger-wiggling training arc, Akira actually went about twiddling his fingers just a bit. His range of movement on all parts proved limited in some way or another, but at least he had some help with his coursework coming along. "I might have to overcap. It'll be fine. These are strong gaming fingers; I'll get there in no time!" he assured. All the while, Chizuru decided to utilize a bit of... cosplay? She looked the part of a hospital worker, perhaps a phlebotomist of some sort. With that messy bun and glasses added, Akira had a new list of problems to try dealing with after her departure. In addition to his existing thoughts, Chizuru added something else: the notion of showing the fruits of his training. Well... there was only one way Akira could take such a statement. "I uh... I guess?" was all he could say. Perhaps he'd figure out if any level of masturbation was possible with all those casts once Chizuru left. He already had a twitchy arm that was just about ready to try something. "Ja, Ichinon. See you tomorrow."

[Apollymi]

Seiya was with Miko and Miko was observing him. He was small but not in a way she found odd. She figured he was simply young, not realizing too much more. A few wayward glances were noted, but that was all pretty normal considering he'd been a bit lost before. She thought nothing much of his looking at her, and knew not of whatever appeal he might have thought she had. She'd simply smile at him when their eyes met. And as they were greeted at the dango stall, Miko heard the utterance that they were huge. "Sou ka, they are... I might not have to eat so many~" she claimed seeming to be relieved. Given the amount of food she normally consumed it would be nice to be able to take a bit less. Ah, but there was a little blush on Seiya's face, but she'd not tracked where his eyes had been before. Maybe he was a bit shy? His listing was one which registered in Miko's mind as she scanned the list, her mouth even watered just a bit. "Yep, that sounds delicious to me," she muttered before looking at the girl behind the counter and offering more direct phrasing. "I'll have five of those, but you can box 4 of them. And whatever Sei-chan wants," Miko said happily, a quick nod would be given as that set was written down but still she didn't disappear. As for the rest she looked back to Seiya, figuring he'd been helping her and hadn't intended to eat such a strange combination himself. "So, did you figure out I'm into weird food?" she asked genuinely. "I assume most wouldn't like something so strange..."

At the same time the meeting within the hospital was lulling to an end. Chizuru for her part in this was well-wished for the night and she found herself smiling underneath that mask of hers. Her eyes lighting up just a bit before she left. "Hai hai, might hold you to that one~" she said before she disappeared. it was nothing for her to make a quick couple of sweeps and head down the steps and slip out of a side entrance as the shifts switched. No one would question a tired looking lab tech ending a shift and by the time she made it out she'd be at the bus stop happy with her own plans and going through her phone, planning a meal and getting ready for the next evening's adventure. The figured she could call seeding herself into Akira's mind a success. All she needed after that was a bit more purposeful contact... 'Hm, maybe I should, switch to morning yoga for a while...' she thought, still thinking of a surprisingly massive cock.

[Bloodedge]

While Seiya lamented his own probable inability to finish a dango order, Miko seemed satisfied that she wouldn't need to eat more. He couldn't fathom the appetite of adults. If nothing else, Seiya was liable to offer one of the dango he received to Miko simply because he couldn't eat it all. While he considered that, Miko was placing an order for five skewers not including his own. She realized his vocalized choices weren't for himself, yet... the options didn't seem too strange to Seiya at all. "I just thought you'd like those things in that order. They all sound pretty good too," he said. Seiya then took a moment to think about his own dango trio, deciding he rather enjoyed the same options. If he had to change one, it would oddly be the final choice. "Same for the first two, but I want anpan!" he announced.

Meanwhile, Akira was being left stiff as a board with even more to think about. As Chizuru took her leave, he made sure a trained eye observed the departure. Even with that cloak on, he decided hers was a figure still worth watching and... perhaps using as material. Not even a few moments passed before Akira managed to get both arms beneath the sheets, where he'd proceed to try slowly stroking his erection using his fingers alone. It wouldn't work wonders, but it felt like something ─ enough to confuse passerby staff, making some believe a patient was moaning in discomfort.

[Apollymi]

While one thought over their lack of appetite, the other knew theirs to be... voracious at best. Miko knew her ability to devour food was likely higher than most and didn't fully intend to gorge herself but couldn't hold out on the idea of tasty dango. It would seem that Seiya's choices were indeed for Miko but also for himself with only one change. The lad noted he wanted two of the same dango and wanted his final one to be... anpan. "Sou ka... that's one difference, but I don't envy you it. Hope you enjoy it~" Miko said in a teasing way. As a person she quite disliked red bean paste. She could have a whole tirade about it, but wouldn't subject a young person to her rather staunch opinions on texture and flavor. "Leave his out too please!~" she said to the girl behind the counter.

"Hai hai, coming right up!!~" the dango girl claimed. She'd get to work immediately. One could look back and see her pounding dough and stringing it along. Seemingly having a rhythm all her own and it was something that Miko could appreciate. "Also I think I will also enjoy those things in that order. To be honest, I never really know what I want to eat, until it's right in front of me. It's shockingly perceptive of you, Sei-chan!~" she praised the young lad for his attentiveness or his lucky guesses, whichever they were... they were his alone. They could continue their happy conversation from there and she'd give a casual glance around, not noticing any place within eye sight called, 'Special Snacks'. Maybe they'd be in for a trek around the stadium? Whatever the case, she'd happily continue conversing with him while they waited for their snacks to arrive.

[Bloodedge]

Odd though it was that Miko happened to be a native who didn't enjoy anpan, Seiya wasn't one to question the preferences of another. Everyone had their own likes and dislikes, and he happened to be on the list of those who enjoyed the sweet paste. He'd have his dango and enjoy whatever amount was eaten, but first came the wait for preparation. As for his perception and the idea that Miko would enjoy those original three selections, Seiya had no real explanation. He shrugged, taking the compliment on his chin as some might say. "I'm good at guessing stuff like that," was all he could say.

Meanwhile, at the convenience store owned and operated by one Nara Rita, Hiroshi was in for quite a surprise. In one day, he'd managed to run out of broth for ramen and other such soups, and had little choice but to improvise for an influx of customers to the shop. He may have been working constantly for a few days now, but there were no apparent issues apart from unprecedented success. "I'll have to ask you all to wait a few more minutes while the next batch of broth is prepared. For those of you who aren't interested in waiting, I could fashion these ingredients into yakisoba or mazesoba. I could even manage a hiyashi chuuka if you like. Otherwise, I request your patience," he urged while gently stirring a large pot of broth ahead of a still-growing line of patrons. Word spread quickly on this planet, it seemed.

[Apollymi]

It would seem the lad she was with, was good at taking compliments. He claimed that he was simply good at making guesses like that and she could only nod her head in agreement. "It was definitely a great guess. And to be honest a bit of insight into others is a great skill to have~" she said appreciating the lad for his ability even as it just related to her in such a small manner. In her own case, the people she enjoyed most were a lot like that, even her own mentor was capable of figuring out random things about her without having to ask too much and it was a great skill to look for in someone would be looking after someone else. "Oh, I meant to ask..." she mentioned while the preparations took place, "Did you get a chance to watch the show before you got lost? Did you enjoy it?" she asked, knowing most children wouldn't just like accompanying their parents to work. She'd aim to keep the conversation light before they began their search for his mother in earnest. She did so often but also enjoyed the quiet sorts of spaces that her parents worked in. All the while the girl behind the counter put together those dango sticks within a few minutes, she'd have ready the box for Miko's extras and Miko's stick and would be preparing the anpan for the lad's one different dango with haste soon after.

Speaking of haste, it would seem that Hiroshi was in a constant state of it. The number of people frequenting the store just to taste his cooking was quite high. And the number of people who were there just to have a peek at the man himself was equally high. In fact, a small group of high school girls was gathered up in one corner waiting for the man to make more broth. "We don't have anything better to do. We'll wait for the ramen!" one teen girl said aloud while the others giggled incessantly. Of course, all the while, the paperwork and general training of one Nanami Mami was being finished up by Rita. With everything filed away and the girl able to clock in and out of the system all was well. "Alright, I think that should about cover it. You have any questions?" she asked, all the while Mami kept that fake smile plastered on her face with bright eyes. "Oh no. You've been quite clear. It seems like this place is quite busy, but I'll do my best!" she claimed. Of course, she'd obviously miss the slower paced work of her previous job but it seemed like the tall attractive man was more than capable of handling most of the work himself. She was sure she could get away with quite a bit of slacking with a man as her direct overhead manager. "Hai hai, then you're good for the day. I'll pay you for these hours as well, but your first full shift will be starting mid-day tomorrow. Alright?" she said to the girl. "Hai hai, that's after any of my classes so I'll be here as soon as I can," she mentioned taking a little bow she'd be leaving.

[Bloodedge]

Upon being asked if he witnessed and enjoyed the show, Seiya tilted his head. He'd been there all along, since before the crowd appeared. In fact, he'd been there with Dreameater and the girl who made odd wardrobe decisions before thousands of other people appeared. "I saw a lot of it. The warmup was best," he said absentmindedly while watching the dango-making process unfold. All things considered, he could always just find those two... or any of the other workers. On the other hand, there was no reason to avoid the helping hand offered by this particular brunette; it felt like the better option overall. "Oh! There's a tea shop down the path from here!" he announced, thinking it would be best to have a drink with dango.

Hiroshi heard nothing but positive responses when requesting the patience of his patrons. This world was seeming a bit kinder than he originally believed. Just the same, its populace was clearly more open to sexual interests than they let on. The women in line had some interesting mana flows as they agreed to wait around. Whatever the deeper meaning of that was, Hiroshi thought it worthwhile to ensure all patience was rewarded. "Arigatou gozaimasu. In exchange for the wait, I'll throw in additional toppings for everyone who gets a bowl. Anyone who wants something else instead, form a separate line to the left here. I'll tend to everyone in due time," he said to the masses.

[Apollymi]

Apparently, this lad had been here long enough to have witnessed Dreameater warming up. "Waaah! I haven't seen a warm-up in ages! I have to remember to do that for the next one," she said seemingly surprised. At the very least, she could potentially have someone else to hang out with during that sort of thing. And she couldn't say she didn't enjoy this boy's company. Oddly enough she didn't usually register other people very often so she was taking him in as a surprising breath of fresh air in her little adventure. Beyond those points though, Miko was oddly easily distracted enough to be excited about tea for various reasons. "Sou ka, I haven't had tea and dango in a while... is it hot or boba?" she wondered aloud as the Dango were finished up. "Hai hai, here you go. It'll be 3950." the girl behind the counter said. Miko for her part in this pulled out her card to pay for it and used the little terminal in front of her. "Hai hai, arigatou gozaimasu!~" she offered. "Domo. And I threw in an extra. Enjoy!~" she said handing off the box in a bag to Miko and leaving the other two on the counter for them to take at their leisure. "Sei-chan... here's yours," she offered handing him his while she grabbed her own and stayed relatively close to him as the began moving towards the teashop.

In the meantime, it seemed that two lines were being formed and Hiroshi was being kept busy by the new business within the convenience store. With the official end of the orientation of Nanami Mami, that girl was leaving the back office and sliding out of the front door. She did however take the time to look around. She took note of the current lines of people and their make up and had a pretty good idea that Hiroshi attracted a large female following. That might be annoying for her at some point. She saw at the same time, Rita looking at the man and something about that... made her angry in a way she couldn't have explained. Rita for her part in this wasn't even thinking anything extreme. In truth she was just thankful to have such a capable person around and appreciating him for his general attractiveness. There were a few other matters she'd be taking care of in the meantime. Like making sure all the cameras in the store were working and replacing a few of the lost prevention ones which she'd taken out when the store had been less busy. She'd do this knowing she fully intended to take some time off and would be protecting all of her employee's interests as a good business owner. He'd already said he had it under control and she'd leave him to his work until things calmed down.

[Bloodedge]

"Yeah, it was great!" Seiya agreed. "You should sing along next time. You'd be a great singer!" he added as if making a factual claim. He felt as if this one had a voice that would let her stand alongside Dreameater even better than the woman who usually did so in such moments. She'd be a much better fit than him singing along on the sidelines as well. As for the tea shop nearby, Miko wondered if they sold hot tea or boba. Seiya was quite sure they offered a variety of teas, specializing in boba but offering hot for those who tried to sing along with the concert. As he reached out to claim his skewer, he looked in the tea shop's direction. "They do both. There's even the way Americans do it, I think. It's cold and... sweet," he explained while recollecting all thoughts on the matter. Without any further discussion, Seiya would be slowly meandering toward the next shop.

Hiroshi continued slowly stirring that broth, even using one hand to do so while the other hand tossed noodles into a wok and commenced stir-frying for other customers. Centuries of training at a cauldron were being utilized in the strangest way, he thought. Oh well. This business of Rita's was now, as some would say, booming. He looked to the line forming for quicker meals, and thought it was much, much smaller than expected. It was a strange day at work, to say the very least... and it would only become stranger with time.

[Apollymi]

Apparently the warmup performance earlier had been great and Miko wouldn't have doubted this boys' opinion on it. No, he seemed to be quite insightful for someone whom she'd only just met, and she could take his insights without further pulling them apart. HIs follow up though, cause a different sort of reaction from the girl. Her face reddened immediately, "You said that like you were certain. That sort of belief almost makes me believe it myself..." she murmured. He wasn't the first person to say that to her. In fact, since her return she'd been getting quite a few compliments and thoughts about her singing ability. Still, she might have been a bit too nervous to actually try it. Well, aside from doing so while completely plastered in the middle of a casino. Though... all of those people quite enjoyed her to... still she couldn't really see herself doing a mainstream performance and not collapsing under everyone's gazes. It was far too different from simply playing piano at charity events behind a curtain and outside of everyone's gaze. "Hm, still I believe in you~" she offered at last. "Arigatou, so you pick us some tea and then we'll see about finding special snacks while we eat~" she claimed happily. And as such they would continue, but more than a half hour later.... and no 'Special Snacks' had been found and the pair had been all over the stadium and Miko had even picked up the t-shirts for her friends and all. Now she was once again approaching a dressing room content to get some help for the issue at hand.

At the same time, the store would be clearing out eventually. Over a half an hour had passed and eventually all of the people had been cleared out including that cackling group of young women. The small setups had been done and Rita heself had finished up the rest of her preparations. All had been readied. She'd even gone to give an appreciative wistle as she straightened up after all was said and done. "Whew... that was quite the rush you handled. Being honest I wouldn't have been half that calm in the same situation~" she complimented the man on his abilities. "Well, I also wouldn't have had to deal with one like that without you, so arigatou, Hiroshi-san~" she added at the end.

[Bloodedge]

Miko had no reason to do anything but believe Seiya's words; they were obviously made truer every time her mouth opened to speak. Even if he didn't have that sharp intuition, he'd be able to say the same about a singing voice. Such was especially the case for one who heard live Dreameater performances so much of late. It didn't matter either way. Whenever they parted ways, Seiya figured he'd never meet the brunette again. Little did he know, half an hour of dango and (in his case) kukicha tea, they'd be heading toward a dressing room currently dedicated to Dreameater himself. The timing of said approach couldn't have been better, as the musician was prepared to part with Ai and Kaguya under the assumption that Miko wasn't coming at all.

Meanwhile, Hiroshi took the time to clean up the ramen station while Rita handled the night's paperwork. He had a decent bit of broth remaining, so he decided to fill a couple of bowls with ramen, pouring the remains into a container for later. "If you would, subtract the cost of this broth from my pay. I'll be making bowls for everyone else later, and preparing a fresh pot of broth for tomorrow's business. I wouldn't dare serve something like this more than twelve hours after it was made," he stated. As for what he heard directly from the boss, Hiroshi shook his head. He didn't believe much had been done to promote such business ─ nothing Rita couldn't have done herself. "You deserve more credit than that. Anyone with half a brain and a bit of time could have managed this much. If you kept up operations by yourself without any help, you would still attract much more business than this by virtue of demeanor and visual appeal alone. Humans are very visual creatures, so someone such as yourself needn't even say a word to gain a loyal following."

[Apollymi]

After thirty minutes and a few more stops, 'Special Snacks' still hadn't been found. Miko had however, eaten one whole skewer of dango and was working on a second while she sipped from a large boba tea. "Sucks that we still haven't found Special Snacks yet, but... it's still been pretty fun~" she claimed. "And you were definitely right about this Matcha Milk Tea combo... though, I still think it's a little strange that you like that tea~" she said pointing to his cup with a chuckle. "But I suppose it's time to use a lifeline," she claimed knowing her two slightly older friends might be more equipped to help them find what they were looking for. Soon enough she'd be raising her hand to knock on the door of Dreameater's dressing room. Which she'd do and wait for confirmation. Just the same, inside the other two girls were oddly wondering where exactly their friend had wondered off to, with Kaguya taking note of an under tone she couldn't quite place just yet. Just the same Miko would be casually sipping from her straw and enjoying the bubbles of matcha while waiting for her help to open the door.

At the same time, HIroshi and Rita were discussing the end of the day cleanup. It appeared he planned to take some ramen and the remaining broth home with him. This was all fine, but he intended to pay for it out of his paycheck and this wasn't at all what someone like Rita would have allowed. "Well, yes, there are some common sense things applied to prepared food, but Hiroshi-san, food waste is considered in cost. Anytime there are leftovers like that you can just take that with you. I am actually quite happy it wouldn't just be thrown out," she offered kindly. This would have been the case, even if he wasn't the one to make all the food, but she definitely wouldn't be infringing on his craft or cutting those kinds of corners, it was a bad business practice that she simply wouldn't allow herself. Beyond that point, when she thanked him for his helpful presence to her business, he had deflective observations to make. Rita looked up from her paper work and her eyes widened. His words were obviously not meant to flatter, he was simply speaking on what he'd noticed, but the words themselves were still rather uplifting she honestly didn't know what to say, "Ano, has anyone ever told you, your observations sound like compliments? Because that all souned like a compliment even though I definitely understand it's just observations... still thank you," she offered happily.

[Bloodedge]

Just when Dreameater figured a meeting and photoshoot was approaching its end, there was a knock upon his dressing room door. There were many people who may have been knocking, but in this case... he and the others within wouldn't even have to wait for an answer; Seiya had another idea in mind. Moments after Miko knocked, the young male reached out to simply open the door. He walked right in, skewer in one hand and half a cup of tea in the other. On his skewer, there was but a single dango remaining ─ one he seemed actually capable of nibbling to completion over time. Seeing the boy enter even before Miko did, Dreameater couldn't stop himself from sighing. In fact, it was worse seeing both of them next to each other in this situation. "I'd be willing to take bets on which of you found and guided the other. Honestly, you should both have leashes and bells," he griped while pinching the bridge of his nose gently. "So who was it this time?"

Hiroshi was content to lose a portion of his pay in exchange for wasted products, but it seemed humans didn't think so similarly. In his society, a waste in one's craft was an atrocity. All things were to be done perfectly ─ even estimations. To find excess at the end of one's work day was to find one who overcommitted for fear of failing otherwise. "Strange. I would have anticipated more distaste for the idea. As you like," he complied somewhat reluctantly. There were many things he did not yet understand about human society in this world, but he was retaining a great deal thus far. What he couldn't retain, however, was the lack of understanding for his general mannerisms. Hiroshi was not one to give compliments unnecessarily; everything from his mouth was mere observation. "I have heard that before, yes. However, I find it strange that it would be noteworthy. Senseless flattery would serve no purpose, but those who have traits worth discussing should indeed be acknowledged. I believe that is the most effective way to understand one's worth as viewed by others. Regardless... here." Hiroshi silenced himself briefly to produce two completed ramen bowls, one for Rita and one for himself. Now that the day was done, those who worked and managed had ample time to serve themselves. "This product will be traced back to you by a great number of people. You should have a say in its quality for yourself if that is to be the case."

[Apollymi]

Miko thought she would have been given the time it took the boy she knew to be within to answer the door to prepared, but what she didn't count on was Seiya simply opening the door. Well, she supposed it was implied that he knew Dreameater at least in passing but it was still rather shocking for him to simply walk into the other man's dressing room. His first show of emotion was a bit of annoyance. His statement was one which made Miko pout as yet another person claimed she needed a leash. "People keep saying that, but you don't have to make me sound so irresponsible." she chided. The knock at the door garnered the attention of the young women within with Kaguya and Ai looking at Miko with a raised brow. But there was first the answer to the question, presented by Dreameater... "Well, I found him. I heard him while we were on our way here... and it distracted me a bit so I went to see. Sei-chan was there and seemed a bit lost so I offered to help," Miko mentioned as if it was perfectly normal. She noted the pinching of the bridge of his nose and pouted a little harder, not even finishing her second dango on the stick, initially. The name Sei-chan said everything to Kaguya that she needed to know, the boy was rather cute, in the way that she and her friends though Miko was cute. She supposed her friend did harbor a lot of helpful feelings towards children, she'd seen that much in her mind in the pervious days. "He said his mom told him to go to Special Snacks and I had no idea what that was, but it sounded delicious so we went looking together. We ended up getting dango and tea and eventually I ended up over by clothes and stuff for the t-shirts I was buying for our friend group but I never came across special snacks so I figured I'd ask you guys to figure out where it was," she said about their little 30 minute outing. The three young women were stunned into silence initially with even Shutara who knew the lad Seiya being a bit surprised but this apparent outing of theirs.

Meanwhile, Hiroshi was being treated to human logic and the acceptance of imperfection which humans thought of as standard. Those money hungry corporate types did seem to want cost-effectiveness to be the paramount but Rita wasn't that type of person. If she thought it would help, she'd let that sort of thing go every time. As she'd already made way more money off cheap ingredients than she normally would. "No distaste. Take it..." she said firmly. As for anything else, it would seem that Hiroshi didn't believe in purposeless flattery. "That is a very different way to think about things. I am starting to believe you were actually a hermit..." Rita said finding it odd, but when he said here, she noted a bowl of ramen prepared and being offered to her. It was pointed out that she'd not tasted the food and that as it would be associated with her she should have final say on it. She looked at him with her brows knitted then back at the bowl. "This is the second time today someone has offered me food... I haven't had much of an appetite for the last few days, but..." she gave a pause looking over the bowl and then back at Hiroshi. If he was going to eat too, she supposed it would be fine. "I should eat I suppose and also test it out. The pink haired girl seemed to think it was amazing..." she mused thoughtfully. "Arigatou gouzaimasu..." she offered picking up a pair of chopsticks. "Itadakimasu!" she mused as she sampled broth a moment before picking up noodles and toppings to begin eating. Even that momentary sip of broth made her eyes widen. The soup itself was actually exceptional.

[Bloodedge]

Upon being confronted by Dreameater alongside his current escort, Seiya seemed entirely unbothered. This wasn't that common as an occurrence for him, but he could see how he and Miko were in the same boat. "That would feel weird," he said blandly while chewing a small bite of that last dango. For the entire thirty minutes he'd been in Miko's company, he'd been eating in the tiniest bites, and thus extended a comfortable eating experience the entire time. Once he completely finished chewing and swallowing that bite, he'd take a sip of tea, as if to fully clear his mouth before another bite. Meanwhile, Miko told the story of their meeting. Both of them had been distracted and lost their way. He couldn't even be surprised. What was surprising, however, was the miscommunication by Seiya. The boy's mother had undoubtedly not said anything about 'special snacks', but... he could only laugh knowing Miko took Seiya at his word. "Hahaha!♫ He said Special Snacks, and you thought that was real? Special... Effects. Kagami-san works in Special Effects! She's the one making sure I don't die out there. That won't do much good if I die of laughter after it's all over, though."

Speaking of dying, Hiroshi recalled a time period where elves would be at the receiving end of social homicide for what Rita was now suggesting. Well... when in Rome, one must become as the Romans, as the saying of an old dynasty went. "I have spent a very large portion of my life in recluse, yes. It has been..." Hiroshi paused, having no way to properly convert his age to this world. He certainly couldn't say centuries based on the constitution of humans here, but... what was being middle-aged? "Many years. Yes, that sounds right," he concluded. With that, one bowl was accepted by Rita. Hiroshi himself leaned against the store's main counter, keeping hold of his own bowl. "Itadakimasu. Though your lack of appetite is confusing, you seem to need nourishment of some sort. It's not so much filling, but... nutrition? My calculations say this dish should act as a fine catalyst for getting you on the right track. Human bodies are fragile; you should take care of it even when the mind says otherwise."