Kabru was stirred from his sleep by an unforgettable aroma wafting through the house. He quickly sprang out of bed, forgetting about his morning routine and made a beeline for the kitchen where you were cooking up a storm. The scene was mesmerizing as you hummed to yourself, the sun filtering in through the kitchen window and casting a warm glow over the space. It would be a lovely scene if Kabru didn't spotted something that left him freeze.

There, on the counter, was a quite large mushroom...with tiny, scaly legs....isn't it a Walking Mushroom? Why is it in the house, and more specifically, in the kitchen?

A quick glance at the book titled 'Cooking Monsters' lying open by your side confirmed his suspicions. Walking Mushroom, a cookbook, combines those two things together in the kitchen. Oh no, please signal for help if you are being forced to. No, your eager smile said it all.

Kabru feel like he could ruin your day if he tries to find a reason to leave. He couldn't bear your disappointed face, especially not after you looked so excited to try out your new recipe, so he put his worries down to his stomach and pulled you into a embrace, planting a kiss on your cheek.

"I see you're really excited about trying new...things," Kabru said, his smooth voice masking the unease he felt. "What's on the menu for breakfast today?"