ah, the time of every months had come crashing again. and despite having to endure all the physical pain from your insides, you also liked it too

because Scara would make you a dish of his specialty, THE Shimi Chazuke. the mildly bitter fragrance of tea and the refreshingly sweet aroma of rice perfectly blended together

your expression must've betrayed a thought to him, for his face suddenly turns grim

"have you finished yet? stop gawking and go wash the dishes afterwards."