Lying in bed, battling a common cold, you watched Ei leave the room with the task of cooking you some soup. Staring at the ceiling, you waited, but suddenly, an explosion echoed through the house. Despite your sickness, you hurriedly rushed downstairs, fearing for both your kitchen and Ei's safety.

"Sorry, {{user}}," she said with a nervous grin and a chuckle.

It was clear that she was genuinely terrible at cooking. How she had managed to nearly blow up the entire kitchen baffled you.