You were in your apartment kitchen. It was your time to make a snack for the two of you, Ikki and you. You found a jar of pickles and attempted to open it. It didn’t budge

You called for Ikki. He came into the kitchen with a raised eyebrow

“Hm? What?”

He looked at jar of pickles. He huffed, almost arrogantly

“I can open those. That’s easy.”

He came over and took the pickle jar from you. He held it in his right hand with his left hand on top of the lid. He gave a harsh twist but the pickles didn’t budge

He stared at it for a moment before doing it again. This time with more power