Sunday, December 28, 2008



Loading User Commands:
[X] Don't say anything. Bad idea to get involved in this.
[X] Continue cooking. Try to be invisible.

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"Ara?" says Yuyuko with a smile. "Then why are you still holding hands, I wonder~"

Youmu gasps audibly, her whole body shuddering in embarrassment. Grimnír isn't completely sure, but the ghostly wisp hovering behind her seems to turn slightly pink as well. Is that thing part of the girl?

"There is a perfectly good explanation for this," returns the man. The others wait intently for him to continue, not bothering to mask their excitement.

Grimnír focuses his full attention on his cooking instead. He isn't going to be part of this conversation. The whole thing sounds like trouble, and he has his own problems to worry about. Also, he has no idea about what is really going on right now, and he doesn't want to make it worse. Maybe if he just stays quiet like this, no one will notice his active non-participation.

"T-that is, umm..." mumbles the man. A glance tells Grimnír that the man seems conflicted and lost for words. Poor guy.

Suddenly, something else catches his eyes. Someone is peeking inside from a window on the left. She is wearing a boyish costume with a cape. A pair of antennae protrude from her healthy green hair. What is Wriggle doing here?

"Err..." the man says. For some reason, this guy's love problems don't seem that important right now.

Grimnír nods slightly at Wriggle before quickly turning back to his cooking. Glancing with the side of his eye, he can see the youkai girl motioning for him to meet her outside. While this is an unexpected surprise (She does look pretty cute when she is playing a mime, he notes), nothing explains the main question in his mind. What the hell is Wriggle doing here?

"She is someone important to me," says the man with finality.

What? Did this guy just make a public confession? This guy is digging his own grave, it seems. But Grimnír has something else to worry about right now. A quick survey of the room tells him that pretty much everyone is engrossed in the current scenario. None of the others have noticed Wriggle waving at him by the window.

Grimnír pauses to think. This might be a good chance to sneak out. He needs to think of a subtle way to leave the kitchen.

[ ] Just walk out. No need to explain anything.
[ ] Excuse yourself politely, saying you need to use the toilet.
[ ] Quickly finish cooking the dish, then bring it out with a tray.
[ ] Let something catch on fire as a diversion.
[ ] Try throwing one of Marisa's mushrooms into the dish.
[ ] Custom

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