#!fate

“Oh, another man from the same time as me?”

“Mapo....Tofu?” It was a dish that Kayo wasn’t very familiar with but she has heard about it and how it very spicy. Most people here in Chaldea didn’t like it and would tend to run away from it. Crossing her arms and thinking for a moment, Kayo could do it. Though looking at the dish alone, it seems rather plain. 

Culture difference, Kayo. Remember that. Feeling her cheeks heat up, the brunette looked away. She couldn’t believe that she let that slipped but it was probably best to explain herself otherwise the Assassin would continued to stand there in confusion. 

“..!!” She broke out her stare and look away, somewhat embarrassed and a bit ashamed of herself as a young woman to look at a man’s chest like that. She pressed her hands against her cheek sand tried to calm herself. “I don’t believe that the term...’enjoy’ would be correct but you have a very nice figure, O-Oji..Ojimanju-sama!”

“...!”

“Ah, Okita-san!” 

The brunette ran up to the Shinsengumi Servant, a small cloth wrapped box in hand. Kayo beam brightly at the samurai as she held the box up. She felt quite proud with the product that she came out. She has made dango before back home but it was a little different here since the ingredients were vastly different.