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~ In his home still ~
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Kuuro was still in shock at the troubling realization that had struck him when he'd peered into the depths of his refrigerator. This was a good thing, however, as the last thing he needed to hear now was that his 90 hours of hard work went to waste because of this selfish, ungrateful woman. The truth was that he currently desired little more than to be able to finish Schatten 4, and it is what he intended to do once dinner was made. Unbeknownst to him, another tragedy awaited. 

His attention for now though was solely on his lack of dairy, so his brain was essentially on autopilot while she spoke. For the most part, at least. [color=brown]"Y-you...!"[/color] he suddenly glared at the woman. She had obviously been the cause of this! There was an entire gallon left, and now it couldn't be found. Kuuro couldn't help but wonder where it all went. Did she just sit around drinking milk all day? The young man found his gaze lowering to her somewhat sizable chest. [i][color=brown]It has to be those two...![/color][/i] The scowl he wore at the time could not be recognized as anything else. On his face, there was no hint of perversity or the like. There was merely contempt. Contempt for the two breasts that he decided were the reason for his lack of milk.

It did not take long for Kuuro to realize what he had been doing and he turned his face away, his features closely mimicking Nero's right about now. [color=brown]"...Anyways, suppose I should make another run to the store tomorrow."[/color] he quickly changed the subject, motioning to the spot in the fridge where his milk would typically rest. [color=brown]"Don't suppose you know anything about this?"[/color]

He didn't really expect an answer. 

Instead, he continued looking through the fridge. She had made her demands known, and while any sane man would throw this woman out of his house and tell her to begone, he was not like that. Yet. Somehow. [color=brown]"Meat, you said? Sure."[/color] He sighed despite agreeing. The only 'meat' he really wanted to give her was a "meeting". One with someone who could help this woman with her obvious mental illness. Deep inside, he refused to believe a human being could honestly be like this without something severely wrong. 

Eventually, the young man retrieved some pork that he'd almost forgotten he even got. Taking in a whiff and giving it a lookover, there didn't seem to be anything wrong with it... yet, so he'd use this for tonight's meal. There was a number of things he could make with it. While he was indeed a Japanese man, through and through, his parents and his uncle had taught him a few recipes from around the world due to their constant outings. He briefly pondered making burgers with pork, but since he had never done so before he thought that it might simply be easier to stick with a food he was familiar with. 

[i][color=brown]Pork with miso it is.[/color][/i]

She would probably be content if he just went ham, no pun intended, with the pork servings here. Anything leftover he could use as lunch tomorrow. [color=brown]"Alright, we'll have pork bowls. Doesn't that sound absolutely divine right now?"[/color] he said to her, omitting the fact that he simply didn't want to do more work than he had to right now. If he could get away with just using pre-made ramen packets and throwing pork in, he would do that in a heartbeat. But if he was going to complain about her being a lazy good-for-nothing, it would be from the high ground he could stand on. One built on instant ramen would never last. She was abnormally perceptive when it came to food, for some reason. Her sense were only second to the dedication she spent on doing the absolute bare minimum. 

As he prepared what he would need to get their dinner started, he remembered she had actually said more than just what she wanted for dinner. [color=brown]"You asked something about where I was earlier, didn't you? I had to do some busy work regarding Judgement. And then I shopped my way home."[/color] he explained, then adding, [color=brown]"And what kind of attitude is that to have towards me? I don't ask for much, but you treat me like some sort of wolf. You think I have time to run around and pick up strange girls on the street? I would never do tha--"[/color]

Kuuro cut himself off, realizing that he was about to accidentally lie. 

[color=brown]"...Sorry, I would never do that [i]again[/i], I mean to say. You're the only strange woman who has or ever will be in this apartment, I promise."[/color] though he said this with a look in his eye that revealed he was speaking nothing but the truth, this couldn't hide the fact that it was unlikely to be a very flattering promise to make someone.