On one corner of the kitchen you find one of the Tamamo Nine, Tamamo Cat. She is in her usual naked apron attire (with her extremely fluffy tail covering any important part from sight, as usual) while making her classic omurices at a speed only reachable by servants, forming a long line of identical dishes in preparation for lunch time. As usual.
"Yo, Cat." You say as you approach her.
"Well if it isn't Goshujinsama. Good morning, woof! What brings one such as you to the kitchen today? Did you come to bear witness to my meowtastic omurice-making technique again? I'd be more than pleased to show it!" She turns her head to greet you back without stopping her cooking.
"No, I actually came just to check out how you guys were doing, and also to sort of apologize for missing breakfast today." You explain.
"Now that you mention it... I didn't see Goshujinsama at all this morning. That's not good, Goshujinsama. Eating is one of the greatest joys in life, as well as necessary for living. Not having all your meals is bad for you, and also very sad! That's it, I'll whip out a flashy light breakfast for you to have before lunch!" You get the feeling her logic doesn't really add up, but oh well, can't forget Cat's a Berserker after all. She immediately pauses her constant stream of omurices and instead moves to grab some bread.
"Ah, that won't be nec-" You can't complete your refusal before she interrupts you.
"Shush. I would hate it if Goshujinsama were to become anemic from lack of nutrients- though, maybe we'd have more time to cuddle if that were the case- no, no, Goshujinsama's wellness is above all, woof!" Even while having an internal debate, Cat moves from side to side in the kitchen gathering ingredients for what you assume will be a Special Tamami Cat Breakfast(tm).
Emiya and Circe look from afar with smiles on their faces. Clearly your current situation is either amusing or heartwarming to them.
Soon enough, Cat announces she is finished, and presents to you a tray with her Special Tamamo Cat Breakfast(tm) on top... not. Rather, it's just bread and jam. You look at her face in confusion.
"I said I was gonna make a light breakfast. I am a cat of my word, woof."
Well, she is not wrong. You kind of remember her having called it "flashy" before, but decide not to pursue further. You grab the tray and thank Cat. You then decide to...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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