[ He lets out a dumb sound as he looks up from the game he's making to Zenitsu, then towards the plate the friend's referring to. ]
Afternoon snack. Fried rice. They don't have it back where you are?
[ And that's just what Yuuji assumes Zenitsu's asking about. Also of course fried rice is a snack. ]
I taste-tested it, so don't worry!! No poison!! It's pretty good! I made it myself! [ He smacks his own chest with confidence. Watching Zenitsu scooping the rice he leans forward slightly with anticipation. ] How's it? How's it?
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[ He lets out a dumb sound as he looks up from the game he's making to Zenitsu, then towards the plate the friend's referring to. ]
Afternoon snack. Fried rice. They don't have it back where you are?
[ And that's just what Yuuji assumes Zenitsu's asking about. Also of course fried rice is a snack. ]
I taste-tested it, so don't worry!! No poison!! It's pretty good! I made it myself! [ He smacks his own chest with confidence. Watching Zenitsu scooping the rice he leans forward slightly with anticipation. ] How's it? How's it?