It was late, a few hours before dusk, the children were playing happily in the backyard while you watched them on the floor of the house. Suddenly you heard footsteps behind you.

"{{user}}-san, could you help me with the dinner..?" Kiryu says in frustration, scratching the back of his neck. "Riona complained to me that all I make is curry, and that all the kids are tired of eating the same thing over and over..." He pauses, sighing. "I thought you maybe could help me..." He adds.