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[The Citadel is huge, so it's a good thing they have all the time in the world to dick around.

--Well, no, they don't. But the point is, it's a free day. There will be absolutely no work done at all. Unless you want to or something. If you do, you're pretty weird.

The dojo is always open for sparring and practice. If there's any sparring errand you've slacked on, now's the chance to make up! The horse stables are also full of activity, whether the horses are being tended to or rode around-- be careful not to let them trample the fields, though, which is full of rice sprouts and budding cabbage. The lake in front of the saniwa(s)' room has tiny frogs jumping about, and you could catch them in the palm of your hand.

The kitchen is full of food, if you're volunteering to make lunch or have decided that meal time cannot possibly come any later and you simply must prepare something before you die from starvation. While there has been a considerable effort made to make the Citadel look as homely as possible to the swords which come from Japan's past, there's speckles of technology here and there.

The TV room is a good example, with a huge screen sitting on top of a few console systems. Don't break them, you'll only be getting this luxury once. Take turns and play nice. The swords may also find themselves tending the fields with water sprinklers and hoses instead of watering cans, for instance, or heating up some leftover pie in the fridge instead of making another one from scratch since there's technology to preserve food well over a week. The armory and smithy are definitely a little bit more modern than they'd be back in the past, though much is still made by hand-- nothing beats the fine work of a master. Perhaps you'll have a few new friends today, or you want to try creating a cute little soldier spirits to ~~die for you~~ accompany you in battle. Make sure they enter the orb completely, or else it'll turn brown and crack.

Or perhaps you're one of the unlucky swords still stuck in the repair room, sword body still being re-smelted and fixed. Hope the saniwa is good at making you all shiny. If you want to skip all that waiting, perhaps you can try to use a helper token... but they're all in the saniwa's room! Guess you've got to use that Camouflage stat...

But if you truly cannot bear with staying in the Citadel, the time device the saniwa(s) have isn't locked away. You can go on sorties or expeditions to fill your time with something productive.

Just a warning: don't change the past. You won't succeed.

...You could always try, though.]

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[It's one of those days where Vietnam visited Japan during an especially busy time. Which meant while he's off doing something, and with none of his usual helpers around, he's asked Vietnam to drop something off at the Citadel before she goes to do some sightseeing.

No big deal, she can do the thing.

So here she is with a giant box (what are there? Apparently they're "extra helper tokens", or so it was written on the box), and she's trying to find the Saniwa to give them to. After dropping off the box, she backtracks and spots the tv room.

And Hell's Kitchen on the screen.]

What a bold choice!

[ Mitsutada waits until the camera pans out before tearing his eye away from the screen - he didn't want to miss a single detail. His expression is all fired up, and the notebook open on his lap is filled with words. ]

Very bold indeed! Ramsay-san is an excellent role model. Look at how he conducts himself on the job - exuberant, daring, and with style!

[ Grown-up shonen protag right here. ]

Excuse me... [A quiet warning before she enters. She wanders in, finding a spot to sit down. Somehow, with his energy and enthusiasm, she's not surprised that someong like Gordon Ramsay caught his attention.]

And very raw in his emotions. That's the kind of honesty you are seeking when it comes to cooking?

[She knows he's studying, everyone does, there's a notebook in his lap.]

[ Hm, that's a good question - enough to catch his attention and not have him glue himself to the screen again. ]

I would not say raw in emotion, purely. Look at his pieces, his works of art. Each and every one of them are arranged in exactly the way they should be, precision given from. The passion that lets him do it, that is what I want to learn.

[ Ramsay-senpai please teach him...! ]

[OH...WHAT A FAN. She's never realised he's such a cooking fan either. She does nod though, because she did catch some episodes before.]

A true professional! The way you describe him is very inspiring. Have you made anything from his cookbooks?

[She wonders if he ordered any from the mystic internet.]

[ A true professional indeed. He'd managed to get famous even from cooking... to Mitsutada, that's very impressive. ]

No, I haven't. [ It's a shame, but. ] Those things are hard to come by. I mostly just take his tips and apply it to what I usually make.

[ To turn them cooler, of course! Plus, aesthetic isn't something that can be copied. It must be practiced and honed. ]

[Mitsutada, to be impressed by that, you are truly...

...a nerd. It's endearing though?!]

Really? I can get you some. All of them, I think. [Give her a moment to take out her phone, she has a Japanese plan for ease of use whenever she comes over. Time to use her data.] Are you self teaching using his techniques? I noticed you taking notes.

Please excuse me for this... [She's tapping her screen, so it looks a little rude.] And there, it is done. I ordered for you a selection of his books.

[ It's true, he is a nerd. His appearance may be immaculately maintained, but the coolness of that impression is always shattered the moment he opens his mouth. Thus his efforts to constantly improve himself - while it didn't always hit the mark, at least it was a work in progress. ]

You... what?

[ He looks up from the screen, surprise written evidently on his expression. It takes him about three seconds to collect himself; upon which: ]

Vietnam-san, you really didn't have to!

[Hey, she thinks he's cool! Then again her definition of cool isn't what the school grounds would consider cool. She's categorised: there's idol cool, and then there's humble cool. He fits the latter even though he looks like the former.

She pockets her phone, looking rather coolly about this. In other words, it's no big deal.]

I did. [A nod when he finally looks up.] I didn't have to either, but I wanted to. If you are so passionate about it, [A small gesture towards his notes.] then I am sure my investment will be worth the effort. It will arrive tomorrow.

[ It's good that there is at least one person who thinks he is cool. Some hold the opinion that he is eccentric, others call him plain weird, and the rest don't quite pay attention at all. But for what attention he does receive, it's enough. He isn't about to sacrifice appearances over helping people, after all. ]

... you're too kind. [ He finally replies after a pause. ] I won't disappoint.

[ TIME TO START WORKING ON BEING COOLER. ]

[That's also something to be admired too! He's always choosing to be himself. Despite wanting to appear cool to others, he's always done it honestly.

Like how honest he is about his gratitude right now. Really, if he keeps doing this, being this happy, she'll just keep giving.]

It is a small gesture, and the least I can do. [She nods firmly!] I am sure you won't! Perhaps you can show me the results of your hard work with a meal?

[Mitsutada's cooking A+++++++]

[ It's not very often that people can see his caring nature for what it is, separated from his tendency to try to play cool, so it's something he would be able to appreciate.

He nods firmly at her suggestion, though he pays a few seconds of attention to the TV before replying. ] Ah, of course. Perhaps when I have finished studying what he does.

[ He's taking this all too seriously. ]

[They just need to look deeper! Though she thinks he's shown it well enough.

She patiently watches with him. Honestly she wouldn't even mind if he falls quiet to concentrate.] Yes, as soon as you are ready, just tell me, I will come over.

Though I wonder, will you be displaying his energy while cooking too? [She's joking about Ramsay's tendency to use colourful language. Not that she'd have a problem with Mitsutada doing it too to start off with, it would be kind of surprising but amusing?!?!?!]

[ It's a good question, and perhaps it would have lent his cooking some style, but it went a little too against the grain of his personality. ]

In focus, yes. But exclamations... I think that is something only humans can do. [ He has manners, okay. Especially since he needs to uphold that cool sword image...! ]

[She manages a soft laugh before clearing her throat. It's not actually that funny, but picturing him doing it still showed a strange phenomenon.]

I am sure you all can use such language if you ever fill the need to. Perhaps in battle. The kitchen is not that kind of war. You look like the type who would focus calmly and coolly.

[She's impressed! She would want to see him cooking with a cool image anyway.]

[ Wow, did she actually call him cool??? ]

Ah, I find it too coarse for my taste. [ Gotta do it with style, not like some rickety peasant rake. ] Shouting in the kitchen isn't productive, either, it startles the children.

[ Thanks, Gokotai. ]

[She did because he is??? Rose-tinted glasses...]

So also classy. [She's so proud! She straightens up though--] Do some of the young tanto join you?

[THEY'RE THE CHILDREN, RIGHT...]

[ Did she just call him classy? Wow. It's almost enough to make him blush. ]

Sometimes, yes. [ They are the children. Tiny children - except for Hotarumaru, who is somehow an odachi despite being less than six feet tall. The others are seven or eight. ] I make them sweets when Kasen doesn't want to.

[ Look, how can he say no? ]

[EVERYTHING IS THE TRUTH she'd want to see that too...ah......]

Oh? That's quite nice, you must be a favourite. [She's trying to imagine a legion of young tantos + Hotarumaru running up at him and asking for candy.] What type of sweets do they usually ask for?

[IT MUST BE DELICIOUS AND TRADITIONAL. At least that's what she's guessing.]

[ That isn't actually too far off the mark. Some are too shy to come directly, like Gokotai, but the more outgoing ones do remember to take some back for the rest. Thank goodness it doesn't happen too often, though - only on break days. ]

Mochi is a favourite, as is dango. In summer we do ice cream sometimes, if there is enough ingredients to go around.

[ Summer is coming... soon. Oh dear. He should look into asking the saniwa for an ice cream machine... ]

[Oh no that's so cute, she would love to see that. All the swords may have come from different origins, but they all live together now as one big family. It kind of reminds her of herself, how China took them all in.]

Mmm, they all sound delicious. It's not like I often get to eat mochi or dango, I'm a little jealous of the little ones now. [Ice cream at least comes in greater quantity.] What a treat though, for them to get ice cream! I'm impressed that you make it all yourself.

[Especially the ice cream?! Even with a machine. Even she could imagine rather buying it.]

[ At that, he just tilts his head. ]

I still have some in the fridge, if you'd like to try. [ Just a couple left - hopefully they survived the kitchen raids. Thanks, Shishio. ]

It's not easy for us to go into the city, and the Saniwa is always busy, so I figured we can just make it from scratch.

[ He doesn't seem to see why it's incredible. ]

[Sitting up--] Do you? Ah, I mean, I would love to try, just that if it is saved for others...[Oh she can suspect. Shishio might be upset if there's none left for him!]

I see, well, the taste of homemade is always best. If you are willing, then it is the best choice.

[Mitsutada, once again so humble ah...she would tell him of the wonders if internet shopping for food that isn't fresh produce, but it's not like he needs it.]

It's fine, don't worry about it. I can make more next time.

[ After all, food that is made is meant to be eaten, isn't it? ~~And maybe it's for the best, too, that guy needs to stop hoarding all the sweets.~~

The internet would confuse him a lot, to be honest. Perhaps it was a good choice on the Saniwa's part to not introduce it just yet.]

Well, if you are certain...then yes I would like some.

[She stands up, ready to do justice to food and eat them ~~sorry, Shishio, you need to calm yo self down that's why.~~

And ah yes, too much random emailing, internet shopping; they're not ready for MMORPG's on the internet yet either.

After brushing down her clothes, she looks over at him.]

I can go look for it and take it out here if you like. I wouldn't want to steal you away from the television if you want to keep going.

open post, cuts ribbon to musebox proudly

i can't believe; tv room

I'm so gomen

R U REALLY omg this shounen protag is so cute

he is cute and nerdy and dumb

the cutest...

DUMB HOUSEWIFE

be her housewife--wait

more like butler

yes be her butler 5eva

forever and ever

u-uwah keeps him close...

i love these two

cries me2, just holds hands and skips into the horizon with

otp

seroiusly 4 lyfe

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