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[ Mikoto puts down the note where the goddess left it and proceeds to follow the directions, adding vegetables to his plate, and makes sure not to heat it up too much. When he's finished eating, he washes the plate, dries it, and puts it back in in the cupboard. He leaves the note where he found it as he heads out for his morning walk. If she takes a look at the note it'll have a quick note scrawled on.]

Needs more salt.

[Puts this on the next dish]

Too much salt is bad for you

How are you doing?

Tastes better.

[ The salt makes things tastes better. Also, no response to the second half. ]

Edited 2017-11-28 04:27 (UTC)

[Sighs. Should have expected he wouldn't answer.]

~~Do you want to h~~

[scratches that out]

Do you like your new mug?
I saw it while I was getting groceries.
Last one too.

The old one was good enough.

[ Don't waste your money on this heathen. ]

Edited 2017-11-29 04:26 (UTC)

[Her shoulders droop a little.]

I thought it suited you. You don’t like it then?

It's for a kid.

[ He makes no remark whether he likes it or not. ]

I thought it suited you. You don't like it then?

[Underlines that bit.]

[ There's answer to that note, but he hasn't burnt it to ash either. Just leaves it there, untouched. ]

Edited 2017-12-17 20:30 (UTC)

[There wasn't a yes, but there wasn't a no either.]

[He hasn't been coming over, but she's gone and seen that the temple was fixed up. She'll leave a note along with some food on the counter of the bar.]

Are you doing alright?

[ When Mikoto first spots the food and the note accompany it, his mouth turns down into a thin line. ]

I can feed myself.

[ Just because Izumo isn't there anymore doesn't mean he's going to starve to death. He doesn't touch the food. ]

Edited 2017-12-17 21:49 (UTC)

[She'll return to pick up the container to find that it hadn't been touched. He's never left food before... She picks up the note, the words stinging a little.

Alex had come to drop off another one and also to try and wait to see if she could catch him, but when a couple of hours pass, she decides to go, taking the old dish with her.]

It's so you don't have to for now.

Is something wrong?

[ He doesn't reply to the note, but this time when she returns, there's a washed and dried container waiting for her. Whatever happened to the food is a mystery. But even if she comes looking for him, Mikoto is passed out in his room from overusing his white flames. ]

[This was her third attempt at making tamagoyaki. Of course she paired it with other foods, but the first two attempts at them were failures. They were either over cooked or way too sweet. She's hoping she got it right this time.]

Sorry for making it so many times. Is it better this time?

[ He's almost come to expect the notes by now, so when another one showed up with another container of food, Mikoto has stopped frowning at the sight and just resigned himself to the stubborn woman. He was never good at saying no to her type. Like Honami-sensei she had a stubborn streak even in the face of a man less than deserving of her concern. ]

Better.

[Alex was already bracing herself for whatever critique Mikoto had left behind, so it came as a surprise to see some kind of compliment instead. She does a small fist pump in victory over the first nice thing he’s actually said about her cooking—Which she’s realizing looks ridiculous.

It was a relief to see he was at least eating the food she left, but she still worried about his condition.]

I’ll keep working on it then!

[She debates writing the next sentence, but goes for it anyway.]

Will you be attending the party?

What party

[ He hasn't exactly been keeping track of anything lately, let alone celebrations. ]

[ She thought she’d seen the invitation but turns out it fell on the floor. She places it next to the food on the counter.]

Are you feeling any better?

[ He catches sight of the invitation the next time around and picks it up with little interest. The next day, Alex will find a bento box clearly in a take-out box from a local restaurant at the entrance to her temple. The invitation sits on top of the box, along with her last note. ]

Not interested.

[Alex almost doesn’t see the box when she walks out. She sees the invitation first, confused since she had already received hers. When she crouches down to pick up the container, wondering who on earth would have left it, she sees the note, immediately standing up and looking around to see if he was still around—]

Which he wasn’t. She felt a twinge of disappointment.]

He could have come inside...

[But still, the fact that he even came at all gave her some relief. Alex walks back inside to put the food on the dining table, taking that time to look at the note, which was brief as usual.]

Not interested in going or in telling me if he feels better?

[She huffs at the lack of an answer. Then again, if he actually told her how he was feeling, that would be too many surprises from him in one day already.]

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