[Hayame is not... the most domestic person. Though she has worried at times that their relationship, having a home, and all manner of other elements in Kenos had somehow conspired to make of her more of a mare between Oracle trials and missions... One of the things she did not often do was cook. At least, not in the way she imagines women in her world were meant to. She was no accomplished chef anyway, the most she was capable of when she arrived in this place was simple camp fare... and most of what she was capable of now was still simple camp fare. In their her home, Claude did more with meals than she did, and when they spent their days apart she usually relied on the market, street stalls, or jerky, rice balls, pickles, and other simple, long-lasting foods she prepared.
But one day, with no forewarning whatsoever... Hayame presents Claude with a cloth-wrapped box before they part for the day, only muttering something along the lines of "it's lunch" before she sets off for the Legionary's new headquarters. When he opens it... Well, she wasn't lying, it islunch, a simple arrangement of a few game meats, egg, rice balls, and fermented vegetables. The rice balls, though, are not like the plain white ones he may be used to seeing her eat. These contain bright yellow chunks of boiled chestnut and have turned reddish from the red beans mixed with the rice grains.
Inside is a small note, written in Hayame's halting, still-learning hand.]
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theirher home, Claude did more with meals than she did, and when they spent their days apart she usually relied on the market, street stalls, or jerky, rice balls, pickles, and other simple, long-lasting foods she prepared.But one day, with no forewarning whatsoever... Hayame presents Claude with a cloth-wrapped box before they part for the day, only muttering something along the lines of "it's lunch" before she sets off for the Legionary's new headquarters. When he opens it... Well, she wasn't lying, it is lunch, a simple arrangement of a few game meats, egg, rice balls, and fermented vegetables. The rice balls, though, are not like the plain white ones he may be used to seeing her eat. These contain bright yellow chunks of boiled chestnut and have turned reddish from the red beans mixed with the rice grains.
Inside is a small note, written in Hayame's halting, still-learning hand.]
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[And that is all, with her name signed carefully below.]