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a lil idea for a (fake) gacha game inspired by my favorite gacha/otome games!
its called: Food Fight!
all the characters are based off of food!
this is the main "face" of the game - ketchup omurice! hes a protagonist type with a yandere twist~
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Omurice
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THE LITTLE CROWN!!!!! BEHOLD!!!! THE CROWNING OF KING YAOI THE THIRD!!!!!
#little ivan omurice is so cute i would do the gordon ramsay raw salmon smash#I HATEEEE THIS GUYYYYYYYY#A 22 YEAR OLD MAN SHOULDNT BE THIS CUTE SHOULD HE?????#HE HAS SO MANY MENTAL PROBLEMS#BUT THEY SOMEHOW MAKE HIM CUTER#luo binghe you ruined me forever#do you think he was giggling getting silly trying to design a ketchup omurice design that looks like him.#putting a thick line of ketchup for his eyebrows we need to put him down chat#alnst ivan#alnst#alien stage#cafe collab#food
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🫛/🍅
Cinnamoroll Café located at Shinjuku’s Marui Annex.
#gif#food cw#cinnamoroll#food stim#sanriocore#cafe food#kidcore#stimboard#scooping#yumekawaii#kawaii food#omurice#ketchup blast heh#my post
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Vegan Omurice
#vegan#lunch#dinner#japanese cuisine#asian cuisine#veganized#omurice#tofu#coconut milk#rice#mushrooms#green onion#corn#tapioca starch#onion#curry#soy sauce#ketchup#sea salt
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I also love learning ab different recipes but instead of actually looking up the recipe, i just look at the end result and try to reverse engineer the recipe myself (it's never the same food)
#i saw omurice and reverse engineered it into Not Omurice but i'd say it's good all the same#for one it's not even an omelette. it's kajgarice#and instead of ketchup i use ajvar. and i'm p sure i don't even use the same type of rice as i should#but you know what? it tastes good#and i needed the protein i bought eggs the other day bc i was gonna make kajgana but i felt like it was too not-diverse for lunch#bc where are my carbs and so on#so i added rice onto it. where are my veggies? in the ajvar.#and i also had mushroom soup :) i'm eating well despite everything else
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me and my babygirls
#my art#look the moment i saw how pretty estinien is#i knew i had to do this#haurchie is very thrilled about this ofc#he only wishes the wol also had similar outfits#estinien nooo dont empty the ketchup bottle#you ave to write things on people's omurice with it#estinien's spear is actually a broom#i didnt draw the other end but thats a broom with a spearhead#aymeric is shy but he'd do anything for his wol :3#look i forgot some details here and there#but i put my best effort into estinien so there's that#sorry azune i barely just scribbled you in
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Birthday Breakfast
This was taken on September 22, 2023.
I know it’s quite late, but I really wanted to upload this just because.
I made it look like a fluffy omurice meal from Japan. Fried Egg 🍳 on top of rice 🍚, all decorated with ketchup 🍅. Along with a glass of mango juice 🥭.
Hope this looks nice. 😊
#happy birthday#birthday 2023#omurice#eggs#rice#fried egg#fall equinox#mango juice#ketchup#happy belated birthday
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I think we can all agree that we have more than enough studio ghibli themed places and we should start making junji ito inspired cafes, restaurants and theme parks instead.
#totoro pancakes are cute and all#i want body horror art drawn in ketchup on my omurice#serve me a bowl of sludge with eye balls#junji ito
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[my first task!] ft. miya atsumu
synopsis: inspired by the series, Old Enough? basically, in Japan, it's common practice to entrust a toddler an errand to perform all by themselves, such as fetching something from the store. sometimes, in a small village or closely knit neighborhood, all the shopkeepers and neighborhood residents are aware of when the toddler will be out and all work together to watch over them and guide them.
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“Are ya sure she has to do this today?”
“‘Tsumu, we’ve already done all the preparation. Let’s just let her try, hm?”
He grumbles, but moves to his assigned location at the dining table, where your daughter is already sitting, swinging her legs in anticipation of her favorite Omurice lunch.
You bring the plates of food over to the table and set one down at each of your seats. You give Atsumu a pointed look which he ignores. You clear your throat and give him a hard nudge.
“Ow,” he complains. He gives you one last pleading look which you leave unanswered.
He sighs and recites his scripted lines. “Oh honey, what about the ketchup drawings?” he asks you in monotone.
You tap a finger at your chin, looking up at the ceiling to feign deep thought. “Oh no! I think we ran out of ketchup!” You bring a palm up to cover your mouth, gaping open in dismay.
“No ketchup drawing? How can I possibly eat Omurice without the ketchup drawing?”
“Oh no,” you turn to your daughter. “We can’t have Omurice without ketchup can we?”
“No, we can’t!” your daughter exclaims.
“Well baby, do you think you can go to the store and get some ketchup for us? Just like how you do it when you go with Mommy.”
Her eyes sparkle with excitement at the prospect of going out. “Me?”
“Yep, Daddy and I are so busy, we can’t go. Can we rely on you?”
“Sure!” she chirps.
So a few short moments later, you and Atsumu have strapped her little purse on her torso, containing just enough coins to purchase a bottle of ketchup and a card with your phone number on it, just in case. Atsumu laces her shoes up and gives her a kiss on the cheek. You think you see his eyes misting over.
You speak up. “Just to the store we always go to, okay? Mommy’s counting on you!” This was supposed to have been Atsumu’s line, but you can tell that the dam is about to burst so you help him out.
“You’ll do great,” he chokes out. “I’ll see you when you come home with ketchup so Daddy can have his Omurice. Okay?”
She nods, enthusiastic and completely unaware of Atsumu’s turmoil. With that, she’s out the door and Atsumu barely waits one minute before he’s following, sticking to his own plan to trail her on her first errand.
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The route has been prepped ahead of time. All the neighbors and the local store owners have been informed of your daughter’s first errand to ensure her success. In addition, all of Atsumu’s teammates, old and new, showed up to guide her along.
So as Atsumu trails behind her toddling figure, hiding comically behind fences and walls, there’s really no need for him to intervene.
She first passess the local cafe, where Bokuto, Hinata, and Sakusa sit at a table strategically located by the open window facing the sidewalk. As she walks by, she recognizes them instantly, straying from her path to the store. Bokuto sits her on his lap while Hinata listens to her babble and Sakusa buys her an apple juice. After a couple minutes of chatting, Sakusa gently pats her and asks, “so why are you out here by yourself?”
“Oh!” she clammors out of Bokuto’s arms, suddenly remembering that she was supposed to be out on a mission. “I’m going to the store to buy ketchup for Mommy and Daddy. They’re counting on me.”
Hinata nods profusely. “You better be off then!”
“You should finish your juice first, though. Adults don’t waste food,” Sakusa tells her.
She nods, happy to sip the remaining juice from the cup, then sets on her way afoot.
The trio at the cafe watch her go, shaking their heads when they notice their setter conspicuously following close behind.
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Next is Onigiri Miya.
Well, technically, next was supposed to be the florist on the main street, but the little Miya had seen the street that Onigiri Miya is on and took the turn out of habit. But no matter – you and Atsumu had foreseen this, so a team is at the ready there too.
Suna sits at the counter seat closest to the door to keep watch. When he sees her rounding the corner, he signals Osamu who comes out from behind the counter to greet her at the door.
“Heya, baby,” picking up her easily when she runs into her Uncle’s arms.
“Hi Uncle ‘Samu! Hi Rin-chan!” She greets Suna over Osamu’s shoulder.
Suna grins, “hey stink.”
“‘M not stinky!”
Osamu carries her into the restaurant and deposits her on the counter seat next to Suna’s. He rounds back into the kitchen where he begins shaping a miniature version of her favorite onigiri. She kicks her feet, completely at ease in the restaurant and blissfully forgetful of her task at hand. When the plate is deposited in front of her, she chirps out a quick thank you before digging in.
After chatting Suna up for a bit, Osamu finally cuts in.
“So, what are ya doing out here all by yourself?”
“Dunno!” she giggles.
Suna coughs a bit, giving Osamu a look which Osamu returns pointedly.
“Soooo… you decided to have lunch here without your dad and mom?”
She ponders this for a bit, before lighting up. “Oh yeah! Mommy made Omurice but Daddy forgot to buy the ketchup so I’m here to get it.”
Osamu’s eyes widen comically. “All by yourself?”
She nods sagely. “‘M a big girl now. Mommy is countin’ on me.”
“Well, ya better get going then. Yer silly dad will be waitin’ for ya.”
She agrees, hopping her to her feet. The two follow her to the door to see her off, holding the door open for her walk through. She gets halfway back the way she came when she turns around and grins toothily at the two.
“Thanks for the onigiri, uncle! Love ya!”
Osamu smiles and waves her off. Behind him, Suna holds out his phone, pointing the camera at the little girl’s retreating back, making sure to focus on the suspicious figure donning sunglasses, a mask, and MSBY jackals baseball cap tailing her. He sends it to the group chat warning the next team to watch out for a stalker.
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Your daughter finds her way back to the intersection on the main road. She needs to take a left to continue her route to the supermarket. As she stands at the crossroads, she frowns, not quite remembering where she needs to go. She takes a right.
There, she bumps into the legs of Kageyama and Hoshiumi who are stationed at the intersection.
“Sorry,” she starts, craning her neck to get a better look at her obstacles.
“No worries,” Kageyama says, taking a step back.
Hoshiumi then strikes up a conversation with Kageyama, reading out the practiced lines.
“Hey, we need to go to the supermarket right?”
Your daughter’s ears perk up at that.
“Yeah. It’s that – ” Kageyama points dramatically “– way.”
“Ohhhh, I see,” Hoshiumi puts a hand up to theatrically mimic covering his eyes from the sun and squints the way Kageyama is pointing.
Your daughter nods to herself at that and turns around to walk in the correct direction this time.
When she gets far enough away, Hoshiumi shows Kageyama the text in the group chat.
“Stalker?” Kageyama reads, scrunching his face. “Should we –”
“Nah,” Hoshiumi cuts him off and points at the stalker in question, going the same way the little girl just went.
“Ah.” Tobio understands, noticing the peek of dyed blond hair from under the baseball cap.
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At last, she arrives at the grocery store. This is familiar ground, so she wanders into the store and meanders the aisles, getting distracted by the array of colors in the snack section. She’s running her hands along all the biscuit options, contemplating how she can fit all the items she wants in her two hands when she hears someone clear their throat from above her.
This time, it’s Aran who waves a gentle hello to her.
“Aran-kun!” she exclaims, forgetting about the snacks and running up to hug his legs.
He chuckles and pats her head.
“Hi there. Are ya looking for something in particular?”
Once again, she thinks. She’s sure there must be a reason she’s in the store but can’t quite remember.
“I think so?”
“Hm, okay. Wanna go shopping with me until you remember what yer looking for?”
“M’kay!”
She grabs Aran’s hand and swings them as he guides her to the aisle with the condiments. There, she inspects the colorful array of sauces, eyes sparkling. Aran pretends to look for his own items, hovering a hand over the ketchup bottles and waving his fingers in the general area until she remembers. Her eyes hone in on the red bottle and she remembers her poor father, still unable to eat his lunch without ketchup.
“Aran-kun! I’m here for ketchup!”
“‘That so? Well, here ya go, then.” He picks up the bottle of the brand he knows you use and plops it right into her hands.
“Not this one,” she shakes her head. “Mommy wants that one.”
She points at the bottle next to the one Aran grabbed. They’re identical.
Unbothered, Aran switches out the bottle in her hands with the one she wants. “Sorry ‘bout that. All good now?”
“Yep!”
“Ready to go check out, then?”
She nods. He continues to walk her to the registers. Once the lines are in sight, she lets go of his fingers and darts over to the nearest line. But not before bowing a polite thank you to Aran.
At the register, she greets the attendant watching him scan the bottle and showing her the total amount owed.
“That’ll be 200 yen.”
She reaches into her purse and pours out all the coins onto the counter, not entirely sure what she needs to offer. The cashier picks out a few coins and deposits the rest back into her coin purse, allowing her to tuck the coin purse back into her bag and zip the purse securely before asking if she wants a bag.
“Yes, please!”
With a plastic baggie in hand, she makes her way to the exit. Aran catches her before and tucks a small box of pocky into her bag, pushing a finger to his lips and winking at her. “Keep it a secret from yer mom. Get home safe!”
She mimics his gesture and nods. With one last bear hug to Aran’s legs, she’s off.
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Outside the store, Kita waits for her. She spots his white hair easily. Of all her uncles (excluding Osamu, of course), Kita is her favorite. She runs over to him, bag swinging carelessly behind her. Kita catches her and gives her a little spin before setting her back on the ground.
“Hiya, Uncle Shin!”
“Hey there. What’cha got in there?” he asks, pointing at the bag.
“Ketchup! Daddy forgot to buy more and he can’t eat Omurice without it, so Mommy’s countin’ on me to get it.”
Kita rests a hand on her head. “That’s real impressive of ya, to come to the store to get it all by yourself.”
She glows in his praise, rare but genuine.
“Going home now, Uncle Shin.”
“Alright,” he responds. “I need something from that way, so I’ll walk ya part ways.”
She beams and follows Kita in the direction of your home.
“Uncle Shin?”
“Yeah, bug?”
“Can I eat my pocky? Aran-kun bought it for me.”
He crouches down to her eye level. “Can I have some?” he asks seriously.
“Yeah!”
“Then, alright. But let’s go sit down at that bench over there, okay? It’s rude to eat and walk.”
“Okay!”
So the two take a detour, sitting at the bench to watch the birds hobble by while sharing the box of strawberry pocky. A certain stalker watches in envy from behind the trees.
Once the box is depleted, Kita wipes her fingers down with some wet wipes he keeps in his pocket and tosses out the trash. They continue on their way, Kita sticking with her until they pass the confusing intersection (where Kageyama and Hoshiumi bow slightly at the sight of Kita) and the cafe (where the MSBY trio nod in acknowledgement).
When the house is only a couple more feet away, Kita once again crouches down. “Alright, I gotta go my own way from here. Do ya think ya can make it home all by yourself?”
“Yep, thanks Uncle Shin!”
“Sure. I’m proud of ya, bug.”
She squirms a bit, overwhelmed by the praise she gets from her favorite uncle. The ketchup bounces in its bag by her side as she skips all the way back home.
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After fishing out her own key and unlocking the front door, Atsumu is there to greet her at the genkan, scoping her up and squeezing her tight, the ketchup bag forgotten on the floor.
“There’s my girl!”
“Daddy!” she laughs.
“Welcome home,” you greet, tummy warming at the sight of your two Miyas.
“Mommy!” she squirms in Atsumu’s arms signaling for him to let her down. He obliges and she picks up the plastic bag to wave in your face. “I got the ketchup! Now daddy can eat his lunch!”
“Wow, great job! And all by yourself!”
You usher her over to the table as she babbles about her day.
“I saw Shoyo-chan, Bokkun, Omi-chan, Uncle ‘Samu, Rin-chan, Aran-kun, and Uncle Shin too!”
“Wow, sounds like you had a great day. Did you have fun?”
“Yep!”
Atsumu, who has since changed out of his stalker gear, slumps into his seat at the table, back to grumbling about his cold omurice and how it would’ve still been hot if he had quickly gone with his daughter to get it.
You throw him a bone by asking your daughter, “Did you miss Daddy on your trip?”
“What do you mean?”
You almost choke out a laugh; kids are ruthless sometimes.
“Why would I miss Daddy? He was there the whole time.”
Atsumu sputters. “What do ya mean? I was at home waiting for ya the whole time.”
“Daddy’s a liar,” she whispers in your ear. “I saw him, but he was wearin’ some weird clothes. Like covering his face.”
You break into a fit of giggles. “Your daddy’s really silly, isn’t he?”
Atsumu can hear everything. “Hey!”
“Daddy was following you because he was just a bit worried about you going by yourself. But he’s really proud of you. Right?”
Atsumu rounds the table to crouch besides your daughter’s seat. “Yeah. But you did so well. I’m so proud of ya.”
Her eyes light up at the praise. She throws her arms around his neck and wiggles in her seat a bit.
“Well, great job and since you got the ketchup for us, all your favorite uncles can now join us for lunch too.”
At that, each of today’s helpers emerge from the kitchen holding their own plates of Omurice, all undecorated. You figure it might be a good time to introduce her to Kageyama and Hoshiumi too, but she’s distracted by Kita and Osamu offering their omelets to her to decorate with the ketchup.
As she goes around the table and draws ketchup hearts and stars on each omelet, you wander over to Atsumu’s side whose eyes are getting watery again, watching her brag to each of them that the ketchup they’re about to eat is her ketchup.
“What’s wrong, ‘Tsumu?”
“Nothin,” he hastily swipes at his eyes. “‘M not crying.”
“I never said you were,” you say gently. You wind your arm around his waist and lean into him, rubbing circles into his back. His body closes around you instinctively.
“She’s just growing up so fast, ya know.”
“I know.”
“Soon, she won’t need me – us – anymore.”
“Aww, ‘Tsumu. Yeah, she’ll grow up but…”
He looks at you when you trail off.
You reach up to whisper in his ears. “We could always just make another one.”
#noos writes#haikyuu imagines#haikyuu scenarios#haikyuu fluff#haikyuu x y/n#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu x you#hq x reader#hq x you#hq x y/n#hq fluff#hq imagines#miya atsumu#atsumu miya#miya atsumu x you#miya atsumu x reader#miya atsumu fluff#atsumu miya x reader#hq atsumu
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the sun was shining. the birds were chirping. yuji had an onigiri and some weird snacks with takada photocards (courtesy of todo’s weekly packages) right next to him.
life was good.
“mind if i join you guys?” yuji peeked an eye open from where he was leaning against the tree, breaking into a grin at the familiar voice.
gojo satoru was the strongest man on earth but yuji considers him the busiest too. he barely caught a glimpse of the white haired man nowadays and if he wants to spend time with him now, who was yuji to refuse?
nobara seemed to think otherwise though, “do you not have any friends?”
“of course i do!” gojo huffs, long legs somehow managing to manspread on grass, “but nanami is busy managing my taxes and suguru has a spa day with the twins. so i decided to check up on my favourite students.”
yuji gives him a bright smile, “we’re your favourite?!”
“of course!” he ruffles the boy’s hair before leaning back, “where’s megumi?”
“he’s getting his lunch,” yuji says, “wait, do you get food from here too or do you cook?” that’s a sight he’s never imagined.
“sensei? and cooking?” nobara bursts out in laughter before she abruptly pauses. “wait, do you though?”
“i used to until my wife banned me from the kitchen when the smoke alarm went off.”
“what were you cooking?”
“boiling water.”
the duo blinks in confusion before gojo pulls out some cover with a cheerful “let’s eat!” he uncovers it to a bento and steam wafts into their faces. when the delicious scent clears, the duo’s mouths water at the sight, looking as pretty as it probably tastes.
“aw, look! my son drew a picture,” satoru picks up the sticky note of three stick figures, showing it off with a pride that shouldn’t exist at the clear absence of artistic skills in the family.
“there’s a note too,” nobara squints at the handwriting, “for my favourite menace to society. p.s. get milk from the store or have all your white laundry turn to pink <3”
“ahh, true love.”
yuji and nobara share a side glance. should he be sounding that gleeful?
thankfully, they don’t have time to ruminate over gojo’s masochistic love life as he waves over megumi.
megumi sighs and sits down next to the trio with a defeated face when he realises that his attempt to go unnoticed from the white haired sorcerer failed. why does the most irritating person in the world have to have six eyes?
“so, megumi, have you looked at my lunch tod—”
gojo’s attempt at bragging gets cut off with a gasp when megumi opens his own bento. a smiley was drawn on with ketchup on the mouth-watering omurice, rice decorated like a panda and juicy fruits cut up into various shapes. but what took everyone by surprise was the note he lifted up.
hope you enjoy the lunch! i made enough to share with your friends. remember to take breaks and stay hydrated <3
megumi’s face has a small, pleasant smile plastered on while gojo gapes, looking at the bento like it’s a ticking time bomb. yuji rubs the back of his neck awkwardly and nobara bursts into cackles at the sight.
“seems like you’re not your wife’s favourite after all, sensei.”
#gojo x reader#gojo satoru x reader#jujutsu kaisen#jjk x reader#jjk gojo#gojo satoru x you#gojo x you#vera’s.jjk.library.✎#yeah…its not the best but i felt weird not posting anything in a long time lol
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In June and July 2021, there was a pop-up cafe based on WEEKEND GARAGE at the E-DINER cafe located in a mall in the Toshima Ward in Tokyo.
The menu consisted of five items based on the members of Vivid BAD SQUAD and their starting Virtual Singers.
1. Kohane's dream plate, consisting of two peach buns filled with red bean paste, and two sesame balls filled with sesame seed paste. These are Kohane's favorite foods, hence the name of the dish.
2. Colorful punch tea, a fruit punch drink with mint. An grows mint as a hobby, which is why the drink is mint flavored. The drink is also the same color as her image color.
3. Marscapone pancakes, consisting of two pancakes topped with cream made from marscapone, orange slices, blueberries, and syrup. Akito's favorite food is pancakes, and his image color is orange (and Toya's image color is blue).
4. Coffee shaved ice, a coffee flavored shaved ice drink topped with coffee jelly. Toya's favorite drink is coffee, and he is not fond of sweet things, hence the unusual flavor for a typically sweet drink.
5. Tricolor omurice: chicken rice with omelette, ketchup, basil, and broccoli. Designed to match the image colors of the virtual singers - red ketchup for MEIKO, yellow omelette for Len, and green basil and broccoli for Miku.
Above images are all from corocoro's article about the diner.
Various merchandise was also available, such as WEG t-shirts like the one Ken wears, WEG tea cups, and Vivid BAD SQUAD ice cream spoons.
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fuck it we ball! lets do somethin random! got food headcanons? i think akane and sonia both have a really high spice tolerance. like eating the most hellacious peppers without breaking a sweat as everyone looks at them Horrified. i think teruteru hates baking except for bread. i think ibuki's favorite food is omurice with silly faces drawn in ketchup :3
i agree with Akane at least having crazy hard spice tolerance! I think she says herself she can eat almost anything. Gundham too, though I think it's more willpower than physical tolerance.
Hiyoko has a kitten's tongue and can't take anything too hot or spicy
Nekomaru mostly eats good healthy meals BUT ... Hes super weak for deep-fried salty unhealthy foods too. He shouldn't because of his heart.. but just a lil... (Akane comes sprinting in and slaps it out of his hands (Akane takes Nekomaru's heart problems VERY seriously))
Impostor tentatively leaves their food comfort zone bit by bit by stealing tiny bites of Ryota's foods. It either goes like "hmm.. (positive)" or "hm. (Disgust)"
Sonia in my mind enjoys foods a lot of people hate, like blue mold cheese, fermented fish, vinegar taste, etc
#And then ofc Fuyuhiko trying to hide his lactose intolerance and that stuff#not an art#Yay fun random question
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Backstage Translation - Sharing Out Cuteness (Part 1)
Sakuya: These chocolates are delicious, Muku!
Muku: Yay, I'm glad! When I heard these yogurt and strawberry chocolates were only being sold this Spring, I figured it'd be nice to bring them to today's tea party.
Homare: Quite right. They've a truly lovely taste. Not being too rich, you find yourself reaching for another one.
Sakuya: And they go perfectly with the tea Homare-san prepared!
Muku: Yeah! Alice-san's tea is really tasty, I love it.
Homare: That's wonderful. I purchased this blend recently from a specialty store, if you two are fond of it I'll endeavour to buy from there again.
Muku: Wow, are you sure?
Sakuya: Thank you so much!
Muku: By the way, you're helping out at that café too, right Alice-san? I definitely want to go and check it out!
Sakuya: I'm excited too. Homare-san's really good at brewing tea, so I'm sure he'll be a big help!
Homare: Thank you. It's a rabbit-themed café, so I'm looking forward to seeing what poems will sprout from it.
Sakuya: Speaking of rabbits, I saw some adorable tea bags the other day. Should be on my phone…
Ah, here!
Homare: What's this now…
Muku: Wow, they're so cute!
Homare: There's a rabbit clinging to the rim of the tea cup, as if soaking in a bathtub.
Sakuya: Looks like there's dogs and cats too, and even unusual animals like otters.
Muku: It seems easy to drink, and would probably make a good gift. Choosing the perfect animal for who you give it to sounds fun as well.
Homare: I see… I myself would never have imagined tea bags such as this exist.
Homare: (When I went to stock up on those tea leaves Sakuya-kun and Muku-kun like, I ended up taking the opportunity to buy a whole variety of things. I'll try to use them at the next tea party.)
Izumi: -Ah, Homare-san!
Homare: Oh my, are you also out to buy something, Director-kun?
Izumi: I'm on my way back from a meeting. Are you buying something?
Homare: Indeed I was. I'm heading home having just finished my business. If you're also returning, shall we go together?
Izumi: I… want to say yes, but I'm thinking maybe I will go shopping.
Homare: Allow me to accompany you, then.
Izumi: You sure? Thanks a lot!
Izumi: Fufu. Having Homare-san push the cart really is refreshing.
Homare: Is that so? You must have seen this many times already.
Izumi: Yeah, but that's not the poi- ah, onions and carrots! And minced meat, too!
Homare: What a fluid way of tossing the ingredients in. Perfect! I feel a poem coming up!
A silver runway for a vegetable and meat harmony, clad in spicy finery!
Izumi: Ahaha. That poem's really put me in the mood for curry. Though, today I was thinking of using eggs for-
Wait, I forgot the ketchup! I'll go get it now, wait here for me please.
Homare: Understood.
*footsteps*
Homare: …I was certain she was going for keema curry, but I suppose it was omurice.
…Oh? Oh me oh my?
Part 2
#a3!#a3! translation#act! addict! actors!#homare arisugawa#muku sakisaka#sakuya sakuma#izumi tachibana
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For recipe 4, I used some of the potatoes from recipe 3 in place of mandrakes! 🥔
In the manga, the eggs were described as having “no whites” and were “almost red” in color, so I added a bit of chili powder to help with the coloration.
And I added ketchup in the mandrake and basilisk bacon mix because it was listed in the recipe (the shape reminded me of omurice, so I figured it was implied the ketchup was inside) 🍳🥓🍅
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