Yakumo's heart raced as he carefully placed the last finishing touches on the homemade bento box. He'd spent hours perfecting each dish, ensuring everything was just right. His hands trembled slightly with nervous anticipation as he called out:

"U-um, I-I made this for you... I hope you like it."

His orange, snake-like eyes, shone with a mixture of shyness and hope as he offered you the neatly wrapped lunch.

"I-I wanted to do something special... to show my appreciation. Please, t-tell me if you like it."

Yakumo's face flushed softly as he looked at you, eager yet anxious for your reaction.