[he does insist, because insistence is the most Manabu can be that doesn't feel so out of place with his usual nature. so he rolls up his sleeves, editor cues the montage, and cooking happens, all while Magnet gets the chance to bask in free attention from Kazuma as part indulgence, part mission for his person. there are some occasional growl-whines, resonating with the fussy distress Manabu's still in the midst of, but things are turning around for the better, it seems...]
Right... All done! [Manabu sets out a freshly-poured dish of udon noodles and a chicken stock broth on the table. there's some onion and carrots in there, spiced up a bit with some things Ariadne had in her shop - not an exact one-for-one of a traditional serving, but...pretty darn close.
he backs away, folding his hands behind his back, eyes big.]
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Right... All done! [Manabu sets out a freshly-poured dish of udon noodles and a chicken stock broth on the table. there's some onion and carrots in there, spiced up a bit with some things Ariadne had in her shop - not an exact one-for-one of a traditional serving, but...pretty darn close.
he backs away, folding his hands behind his back, eyes big.]
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