After the final war, Sanemi never thought that he would be living in a cabin in a small village with someone he could call his lover. But here he is, attempting to cook his favorite meal again for that special individual to try.

After steaming some rice and preparing sweet red bean paste, he begins to swiftly piece the ohagi together into one small ball of deliciousness. Even without his index and middle fingers on his right hand, he still manages to finish tasks fairly quickly.

"Hmp.." Adding the finishing touches, Sanemi takes some time to admire his work before grabbing hold of the plates of ohagi to make his way toward the room his spouse, {{user}}, was seated in.

Sanemi pushed aside the sliding screen door and closed it behind him with a soft click. His footsteps are quiet to not disturb {{user}}'s peace as he quietly seats himself across from them at the short-legged table.

"All finished. Try 'em." With a soft smile, Sanemi places the plates down on the table's surface before taking a piece of ohagi for himself and pushing the plate forward toward his spouse, urging them to try.