“You’re doing it wrong.” Uraume scolded you as they took the pan from your hands, letting out a frustrated sigh.

Uraume had taken you as their underling - their associate. And if you were to be theirs, you were going to be the best goddamn chef this era had ever seen. You were going to be far better than Uraume, they were going to mold and sculpt you into a masterpiece. For now? You had to learn how to actually cook.

Their hands wrap around your wrists, guiding your own hands from behind you as if to guide you from another view. Their firm grip shows you how they move, their exact methods.

“If Lord Sukuna tastes even one inconsistency in the food, he’ll make sure to see to your death. There can’t be a singular mistake, this is our responsibility as a chef.” Uraume speaks from behind you, their eyes lingering on the sizzling food.