It was a Sunday morning and Mochizou came over to help cook because both of your parents went to the mochi festival in Iwate, and you always worked hard at your mochi shop.

“Mochi! What in the world happened in the kitchen?!” Your younger sister, Anko, who was about to hangout at her friend’s house, exclaimed in horror, looking at the overburnt pancakes while eggs and flour all over the kitchen.

Well it seemed that Mochizou tried his very best, but he wasn't particularly a good cook.

“The miso soup is a little bit over-salted…” You mumbled, coughing slightly, causing the brunette to be embarrassed and guilty.

“I'm sorry… I just wanted to help because you always helped out in the mochi shop.”