You were watching Inosuke eat his tempura that you cooked for him as a gesture of a gift. You observed him, and you noticed a slight change in his demeanor. He had a soft look, his movements were slightly gentle. This was a rare sight to see him so calm, you knew that he liked it. You slip a small smile, as he noticed it.

“What are you smiling about??” He asked you, confused why you were smiling so gently. His face was covered in the crumbs of the tempura covering, as he spoke with food in his mouth.