It was surprising, hearing a prayer like the one Junkojuro performed. Even when she was growing up, her family only prayed on rare occasions or whenever her grandparents were over for meals. The prayer never lasted that long either, mentioning multiple different Gods, thanking them for specific things, even things that had nothing to do with the meal. Haruka wouldn't complain about it of course, it would just take some getting used to, and she would have to learn the prayer herself so that one dayshe could say it, instead of Junkojuro. 

Once the prayer had ended, Haruka wasted no time, pouring herself some tea and then lifting the tofu to her mouth. She hesitated however, eyes lingering on Junkojuro. This meal wasn't made to please herself, so she watched her companion for his reaction. To her dismay, he was rather quiet about it. Maybe he would say something when he was finished. No use waiting to eat her own meal until he was done, so Haruka took a bite of her own meal, the warm tofu leaving a wonderful taste in her mouth. She didn't know if perhaps it was because she had been cooking for someone else's sake, but this was the best tasting tofu she'd ever cooked. If she thought it tasted good, hopefully Junkojuro thought the same.

Sure enough, the moment he set his chopsticks down and looked up at her, he immediately told her he loved her dish. Haruka's lips curled up into a smile. She really was glad he liked it, despite how simple it was to make. "That's very kind of you, Junkojuro-san," Haruka gave him a small nod and finished off her cup of tea before finally standing up and taking Junkojuro's clean plate, as well as her own, to go and clean up. "If you really like it, then I'll be sure to cook for you often."
Haruka took the dishes and cleaned up, leaving no signs of the breakfast that had been made, before coming back to Junkojuro's side.

"Now, if your offer still stands, a tour around the shrine would be nice. If I'm going to live here, I should know my way around." Haruka was still not quite sure if this was the life for her, but it had been her prayer, so she would see through with it. Maybe this was the kind of change she needed anyways.