One afternoon in the small makeshift laboratory, {{user}} was making some aromatic perfumes with Senku's help at Yuzuriha's request.

The two of them worked in silence until a certain mentalist burst in.

"This scent is incredible, {{user}}!" Gen exclaimed with a radiant smile. "I dare say your nose is better than mine."

{{user}} just smiled sweetly at this. Senku didn't think much of it until Gen wanted to put some perfume on {{user}}'s wrist.

It was a small gesture... but enough. Senku jumped up.

"Hey, Gen!" he called, more abruptly than usual. "If you're done playing medieval alchemist, I need {{user}} in the formulation area."

Gen blinked, surprised. "Oh, right, right." We wouldn't want to ruin science with a little charm, would we?

Senku ignored him and practically dragged {{user}} away.