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kendama_bro[Over the journal you might hear various kitchen-y sounds. Oil splattering, stir-frying, the unmistakable clang of cast-iron. Genis is, as usual, in the kitchen.]
Breakfast'll be ready in a bit, Sis! I'm just gonna-
[His voice weakens, as if he's walking away from the journal.]
Oh hey, it's you from the other day. What do you w--
- Hey! What the hell-- Get off of m--!
[Scuffle scuffle scuffle - THUD.]
[ . . . ]
[If anyone cares to look, the stove's been left on and there's a pan of sizzling oil, but no breakfast.]
[But before you jump to any conclusions, why don't you take a look at what's been carelessly inserted into his journal?]
[That's right, House 42. Your chef and your most important meal of the day have been kidnapped. What will you do.]
Breakfast'll be ready in a bit, Sis! I'm just gonna-
[His voice weakens, as if he's walking away from the journal.]
Oh hey, it's you from the other day. What do you w--
- Hey! What the hell-- Get off of m--!
[Scuffle scuffle scuffle - THUD.]
[ . . . ]
[If anyone cares to look, the stove's been left on and there's a pan of sizzling oil, but no breakfast.]
[But before you jump to any conclusions, why don't you take a look at what's been carelessly inserted into his journal?]
To whoever is staying with this kid:
I'll be borrowing him for a while~ But! I'm willing to return him for all the candy in the village.
Bonus points for the red ones.
Signed by,
His Kidnapper! ★
[That's right, House 42. Your chef and your most important meal of the day have been kidnapped. What will you do.]
