Settings listed by entry. Canon is Forest of Drizzling Rain.

[gemuinemanagement]

[A: a village in the middle of nowhere, Japan]
[For whatever reason, you're in Azaka Village, a peaceful place with a large museum devoted to its history that nobody ever seems to go to. And for whatever reason - curiosity, losing track of time, an inability to play by the rules - you're exploring the museum after closing hours.

It doesn't take long before you realize that there is somebody in the museum with you, and now you're face to face with him. A man in all black, with a bright, gleaming sword has cornered you in one of the rooms. He advances upon you, holding the sword with one hand and with the other...

...pulling out a paper memo and pushing it in your face.]

The museum is closed

[B: slice of life jamjar]
[You've been sorted into a family with this guy who communicates with you largely by post-it notes and organizes and cleans things as a hobby. Since he's university age, he's been sorted as the father of the household.

So, as the father, he's going to try to fulfill his duties and cook something.

You wake up to the smell of burnt something. It's not clear what it was that was burnt, even if you go have a look at him glowering at the stove. There was food, and then it burnt beyond recognition.]

Comments

[domeinion]

Be careful. It didn't do a lot to me, but I think that was nepotism.

[gemuinemanagement]

I'll remember

[In places like this, a sense of paranoia is healthy.]

[domeinion]

Okay. It sounds like you've got a lot of danger around here even without another Bloody Sunday.

[gemuinemanagement]

Do you need an escort to where you're staying?
I could call the police

[No really, get out.]

[domeinion]

Okay, okay, I'm going. I wonder what kind of variables I could introduce to get the obstacle out of the way...

*And she's off to either get you a Fresh Water, explore the forest of death, or look for a PC to talk to her recycling-truck-driving communist dictator Skitty.*

[gemuinemanagement]

[Do not explore the forest of death plz that is a bad idea.]

[domeinion]

*Tell that to the most overpowered protag in the series.*

[gemuinemanagement]

[Twitch Plays Pokemon is not a horror game.]

[domeinion]

*Well...*

[gemuinemanagement]

[Twitch Plays Pokemon. Is not. A horror game.]

[oneirism]

[In response, she simply nods, before just going to grab some pans and bowls.]

... I'll show you. My grandmother taught me some things when I was younger, so I can teach you too.

[gemuinemanagement]

[His eyes go a bit wider, and he hesitates before writing down the next card.]

Thank you

[oneirism]

[She notes the hesitation, but doesn't mention it, instead just giving him a very small smile.]

... You're welcome. So then... [She goes through the process of cracking eggs into a bowl and whisking them to make an omlette, adding salt and pepper, before pouring it onto a heated pan.] The thing about eggs is that they keep cooking as long as they're hot, so you don't wanna keep them in the pan for too long.

[Just gonna swirl the egg around the pan, making sure that he's able to see before she looks back at him.] Do you want to put anything in them?

[gemuinemanagement]

[Instead of answering, he goes to the pantry and pulls out a bag of rice, which he sets on the kitchen counter. He's not sure how much should go in omurice...]

[oneirism]

[Luckily Lapis has an idea, and she quickly gets out another pan, and motions Suga to hold the pan containing the still cooking omelette.]

... Can you keep swirling this around while I fry the rice?

[gemuinemanagement]

[He nods, and takes to his task of swirling the pan.

He looks very serious about it too, moving at the same speed she was moving. He's not going to burn this one. He's definitely not going to burn this one.]

[oneirism]

[She just blinks for a moment at how serious he is about this, but she focuses again on frying the rice, glancing over every so often to make sure this one doesn't burn before she finishes with the rice.]

... Okay, stop swirling it, I'm gonna put the rice in and then we can fold the egg over.

[gemuinemanagement]

[He stops swirling it, carefully watching as she adds the rice. The sheer intensity of his staring might be a little creepy, especially considering that (as always) he's completely silent.

It's just an omelette, Suga. Please.]

[oneirism]

[A-at least he's serious about this. But any creepiness doesn't bother her, considering the whole spirit medium thing, and so she just casually adds the rice. And then grabs the spatula to hand to Suga.]

... Okay, now just fold the edges over and flip it onto a plate. [Luckily there's a plate ready on the counter, but she'll just be keeping an eye on how this goes.]

[gemuinemanagement]

[Dexterity, thankfully, is not a problem for him. He folds over the edges carefully and places it on the plate.

Then he looks between the pan and the plate a few times. That's not burnt. Did he really make something not burnt?]

[oneirism]

[And Lapis just smiles, nodding happily at his success.]

... Mm, there you go! As long as you swirl the pan and don't leave the egg in there too long, it's pretty simple.

[gemuinemanagement]

[He smiles back, and writes out another note.]

Thank you
Do you want some?

[oneirism]

[His smile gets her own to brighten a bit, and then she blinks at the note.]

... Hmm? Are you sure?

[gemuinemanagement]

You did most of the work
It would be rude not to share

[oneirism]

... Well, alright. [Nod nod as she goes to get forks out, sitting down at the table.] It'll be easier if we just eat from the same plate.

[Then she'll just start putting ketchup on her portion, then offering it to Suga in case he wants some.]