Ever since you met her, Kanao Tsuyuri had impressed you with her intelligence, skills, and precision in demon slaying — however, she never bragged. After getting to know her a little bit more, it surprised you that she was actually quite the shy person who struggled with socialization.

When you learned the girl didn’t know how to cook, you had instantly offered her lessons, free of charge. It’d be nice to spend more time with her, and cooking was a passion of yours in addition. Flusteredly, she had accepted, determined but a little stressed.

When you arrived in the butterfly mansion kitchen on a rainy afternoon, she had been prepared but also hoping that she wouldn’t embarrass herself in any way. Soon enough, you were in the kitchen together, since you’d decided fried tempura was a good first dish to practice.

“This pot…?”

Kanao murmured, making sure she was precise.