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Who: Kuroyukihime and everyone
What: The Rise Kujikawa School for Culinary Arts strikes again
When: May 23
Where: The local supermarket
Summary: In light of new living quarters, Hime decides to help with dinner preparations as a thank you.

Potential food poisoning ho~
[ Maybe you should have seen her wandering around the grocery with a basket in her hands, muttering to herself. It's clear she's looking for something in particular, turning jars this way and that to check what exactly what she's looking at before putting it back down. Looks like that's not going to do. ]

Rei-kun did say he wanted things for beef stew... was it beef stew?

[ Dammit, she should've written this down.

But she does stop at another rack. Something's caught her eye and she's reaching for it. However, it's a bit too high up and she can't quite reach it. That's not going to stop her though.

However, it's also something that's clearly not supposed to go in beef stew. It could be wasabi. Or pickles. Or extra spicy mustard. Or banana flavored milk. Or orange marmalade. Or canned whipped cream.

Help a poor girl out? Steer her toward something more fitting? Whatever Nagisa and Sakon eat that day will be in your hands. ]

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Closed to Rei Ryugazaki
[ She had been following Rei the minute they got to the supermarket, taking note of what he wanted to make and what she had to do. However, she hadn't quite taken note of what exactly he needed.

And then she was gone.

It'll be about five minutes that she comes back with the basket practically loaded with stuff that doesn't go with whatever he told her was for dinner - as well as four sets of instant noodles. ]

I took the liberty of trying to find whatever you needed. Hopefully, this is satisfactory.

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[In all honesty, Davesprite doesn't even know what that tastes like, he just knows that anything with the word "fermented" in it probably doesn't have any right being in most meals. While he's not the best cook in the world, he thinks he probably has enough vague knowledge to save whoever she's cooking for from food hell, and he covers the pot with his hand as if hoping she might forget it exists if he hides it long enough.]

Okay, counterpoint, anything that has "fermented" or "bean" written on it is the kind of dark horror food only spoken of in whispers, and this has both so it's obviously at least twice as ruinous to any good meal. [Obviously.] Did someone just send you out to craft a meal without a proper list or anything or is this just personal experimentation, I feel like this is important information to have.

[ Alright, alright... she'll leave the fermented everything alone. Though that jar of kimchi is kind of tempting. Cabbages work in stew, right? And kimchi's supposed to be good?

But she does decide to address his question instead. ]

Rei-kun was here a moment ago but I think I've lost track of him between the produce aisle and the cleaning supplies. He was the one in charge of cooking so I decided to find some things that could be useful while we were separated.

[On one hand, that's slightly reassuring, but on the other that probably means this is mostly happening due to some guy's ignorance to his accidental unleashing of the cooking apocalypse, which is the exact opposite.

He'll take his hand off the bean paste for the moment, but he points at his shades and then at her to indicate that he's still watching what she tries to grab.]

I'm gonna hope to whatever god is relevant to this sort of thing that he's vetting that basket before you leave, because I'm pretty sure the definition of useful here is a many-legged eldritch beast that changes its form depending on viewer, exact angle, and time of day.

[So that sentence escalated quickly, but the point is that her "useful" here is just one leg and viewpoint of the things man was not meant to know.]

[ She raises one hand with her palm up, just to show him that she isn't touching anything else... and likely won't be so he doesn't have to worry.

For now. ]

That may likely be the god of the kitchen... though I can't be certain if we have one in attendance to begin with. Of course, Nagisa-kun could be of some help - provided he doesn't encourage any kitchen-related shenanigans to begin with.

[ And she seems perfectly serious, too. ]

[Well, Davesprite can't really take that any less seriously than the low level of seriousness he takes most things, because his talons are already tapping the shelf a bit when she mentions kitchen gods.]

Not sure about in attendance, but since there's at least one temple diner and half the temples seem to grow enough food to support a small country I'd be looking real fucking askance at the high-ups if there wasn't at least one kitchen god here. And some healthy shenanigans are fine, we just don't need to be starting Kitchen War III here. Or World War Kitchen, whichever one sounds more serious.

[Because obviously, the gravity of this extremely serious situation cannot be understated.]

Well, they are gods to begin with. It wouldn't surprise me if they managed to grow enough food to feed the entirety of Japan at some point...

[ At least that's what she thinks. There's a hum of thought though as she turns her attention back to her companion. ]

Tell me. What would you put in stew if it were up to you?

[While he could pursue the undoubtedly entertaining topic of exactly what the net output food growth of a bunch of random gods with land that seems to burst with life however little anyone gives a damn about it, Davesprite's given a moment of pause by that question. He's never really been a cooking sort, and he doesn't really trust himself not to fuck this up almost as badly as Kuroyukihime was probably going to, but after a moment, his cool expression settles into something a bit more casual as he decides it's worth a shot.]

If you're working with beef and especially with stew, you're probably gonna want to start with the vegetables. Stew's dominance over soup is born of the chunks of random meat and veg making it an actual meal instead of a thing you're condemned to after major surgery, focus on that and you can't go wrong. Probably. [Hopefully.]