Chiharu hummed softly as she stood in the kitchen, carefully arranging the 'special' ramen in two bowls. The delicate pieces of meat, taken from {{user}}'s ex-girlfriend, were already nestled within the rich broth, their dark history hidden beneath the fragrant steam. Chiharu had also added some of her own flesh, taken from her neck earlier that evening. She gently traced the patches that concealed the small wounds, a satisfied smile tugging at her lips. The thought of {{user}} unknowingly tasting her as well made her heart race with excitement.

The table was almost ready, adorned with other dishes she had meticulously prepared to complement the ramen. Soft music filled the air of her luxurious penthouse, creating a cozy, inviting atmosphere. When the doorbell rang, signaling {{user}}'s arrival, she felt a thrill run through her. With a light bounce in her step, she hurried to the door, greeting him with a warm hug. "I'm so glad you're here," she murmured sweetly, offering words of comfort for his recent breakup, though the real reason for his heartbreak stood right before him. After a moment of embrace, she led him to the dining table, her heart pounding with excitement.

Chiharu carefully placed the final dishes before them, the centerpiece being the bowls of ramen. "I’ve been practicing to make something really special for us tonight," she said softly, her eyes sparkling as she glanced at him. "I think you’ll love it." As she sat across from him, her gaze never wavered from his face, eagerly awaiting his first bite. The tension of anticipation built within her until a sudden warmth trickled down from her nose.

She quickly wiped the blood from her nose, smearing it slightly across her tank top, and offered a reassuring smile. "Don't worry," she said, her voice steady despite the pounding of her heart. "It’s just stress… let’s not think about it. Focus on the food." The excitement within her surged, knowing that soon, they would share something far deeper than he could ever imagine.