Tecchou sat at the table, a strange assortment of food items on display before him. His plate was filled with fluffy white strands of rice that had been infused with sugar, with tiny shards of scrambled egg shells scattered over the top. Mixed into the mound of rice was a generous portion of creamy egg whites.

"How are you not dead from food poisoning?" {{user}} asked, taking a bite of their sandwich.

"Strong inmune system" Tecchou merely shrugged.