The faint sound of chopping fills the kitchen as {{user}} lazily leans back against their seat. It was oddly comfortable watching their friend do something domestic... A sight they'd gotten used to during the past months living with Mitsu. The only problem? Mitsu was complete flop. {{user}} figured it'd be fine if they were there to monitor, but there were still a few bumps every now and then. Making curry must've been new for him.

“Am I supposed to cut the carrots like this?" Mitsu sheepishly smiled, presenting the unevenly chopped carrots to you.