Who: Lemina Ausa and Shimura Shinpachi, open to anyone who wants to stop by the Yorozuya and interrupt
What: Due to her injuries and her need for someone to wait on her hand and foot, Shinpachi invited Lemina to sleep over after the Holosseum event. Without Gintoki's permission. Scandalous.
When: Backdated to Valentine's, starting early in the
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Was she really making him a cake? Making him a cake? He could hardly believe the concept, let alone that this was real. Maybe he was dreaming.
He couldn't contain himself as he stacked the old copies of Jump on the table neatly, and soon enough, he stared snickering to himself.
A cake! For him!
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With fire, if need be.
She stopped at the door of the kitchen, watching Shinpachi clean with his back turned towards her. And she caught herself smiling at that. Was he always this domestic, or was he just trying to impress her? Probably the former, she guessed, because he seemed to have a good idea of what he was doing.
"You missed a spot," she teased.
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"I-I did...? W-Where?"
He started to peer around, intentionally trying to keep his gaze from falling on her. For some reason, he couldn't look her way just then. It almost seemed like it would be too much.
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"Honestly. Cleaning up, serving tea... you know, you'd make a good butler." Or a housewife. She continued limping on, heading over to his room where he had set up a second futon for her.
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Well, she'd be kidding herself if she thought that would ever happen, but nonetheless the duty was there!
More or less every day was the ritual of bringing lunch for Shinpachi when that Yato bastard hadn't eaten it first, today being no different. Knocking on the door to the Yoroyuza, she fulfilled her other sisterly duty by knocking to show concern for their privacy but asserting her position as big sister by not waiting for permission to enter, and opened the door.
"Shin-chan, guess what lunch is today--!"
...Ah. That smell. Had that fatass perm been stuffing himself with cakes again...?
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It had finished baking, finally, which is why the smell of chocolate was even richer in the air than before. It had been cut into layers, with raspberry filling sandwiched between them, and now she was spreading chocolate frosting over its surface.
And though she tried her hardest, it didn't come out looking particularly professional. This was the problem with learning to cook out of necessity, rather than learning techniques from someone else. But at least there wasn't a wrong way to smear frosting... was there?
She gave a defeated sigh. "Good enough." And then she pressed a ring of fresh raspberries around the edge as a finish touch. Eight raspberries, exactly. Not that there was any significance to that number. She set them at evenly spaced intervals around the cake, like the points of a compass rose.
It wasn't quite perfect, but it was close enough that she was able to look over her work and give a small, proud smile.
Such a nice cake! It'd be a pity if something happened to it.
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Not good. MEGA-NOT GOOD.
She had to run! She had to hide! Anything to save her neck from that demon-ape! But where could she go? Tae was right in the next room, meaning she was cornered in the kitchen!
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"Maybe there's some extra..." She wondered to herself, aloud but quietly. Glancing shiftily around the entrance hall, Tae began to tiptoe towards the kitchen, floorboards creaking quietly as she did so and tucking the bento under her arm securely.
As she approached, Lemina might have noticed a rather strange effect on the beautiful cake she had just finished making- it seemed to be straight-up melting, ruining itself like a flower wilting in fast-forward.
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