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    As he cooked, looking hilarious in the girly apron that was the only one available, he was ignorant of the fact was making the sausages octopus shaped and the apples rabbit-like.

Slowly, Seki climbed out of bed, blanket wrapped around herself as she walked out of the room, and into the kitchen. As she stood on her tip-toes, she rested her chin on his shoulder, pale and scarred up arms wrapping around the other’s waist.