"Good! Because you owe me a shoot still!
Let's get busy, Asuka-chan!"

She couldn't have known of the darker circumstance behind Asuka's intention, but saw the brilliance in the result all the same.

"I can't ask anyone /but/ you!"

She kept that zeal even after lowering her hand, dipping back into the bento for another quick nibble. Asuka's passionately prepared bento was quickly becoming an addiction. "I'll make sure to pay you when I make it to the silver screen!" >

"I'll have you be my nutritionist from here on!"

It was absurd to think she hadn't been in tune with her region's specialties. "I know!" She shot up to a stand suddenly. Glee clear in her smile, she pointed her chopsticks down Asuka's way, unconsciously endeavoring to further push those thoughts of accursed family away. >

"No way!" She returned the playful shove only then. Genuinely surprised, she bore a serious stare into Asuka's soul, intending to judge her for the self-denial of such obvious talent. "You're really a chef, aren't you?!" The distinct taste matched well with Asuka's spunky accent. >

own cheek with little regard for how excitedly her legs shuffled. So delicious was it that she'd pinched her eyes shut with glee.

"Mm, even so, it's to maintain good habits too." After allowing Asuka to enjoy the fruits of her own dedicated food prep, Sakura took a bite of the premium, specially spiced shrimp only an Osakan could conjure. "Nn~☆! If I had all this to myself, I'd get addicted!" She admitted, palming at her >

Sakura eased her sprinkle topped scoop towards Iria's eternally serious lips, looking to prod and feed her that magical taste.

When they were seated at the homely, outdoor eatery, she took up her own ornate spoon, grinned at their specialized blend of strawberry and vanilla.

"Thank you for the meal!"

She was the first to scoop, but kept herself from indulging.

"Have you ever tasted a sundae before?">

When that little, rough nuzzle kissed against her fringe, she returned the favor with mirrored eagerness. It stung, but elicited little more than a giggle out of her.

Together with the huntress of the stars, she walked with a noticeable bounce to her step. >

company. "Thanks for the meal. Now say 'aaaaa'." She held a cutesy little octopus up for Asuka's lips, her hand hovering beneath.

She sat herself right next to the spunky Kazama, brushing knees with her totally correct, but outright ignored friend. "If I eat it all, I'll lose my action star figure. Having it to myself is out of the question."

She unveiled the bento, pulled apart the chopsticks, and grinned right at her >

She started ahead, leading to the shade of the nearby cherry blossom tree. "Sure do. I'd feel bad snacking all on my own!"

The cutesy revelation fit the equally flowery bento Sakura found herself inspecting, chin cupped. "Then," she perked up, hovering that same hand just under the carefully offered meal. "How about we enjoy it together? We can catch up while we snack!"

"Eh?! Really?! Oh...! Did I miss lunch hour again...?"