Haru watched as he put the water to the boil, and she couldn’t help but keep the bright smile on her face as he agreed to bring her along. It would be nice to get out and meet these elders he liked to help, she wanted to be a part of his world and she hoped he wanted the same with her. It was quite sad to hear about the fact they were without relatives and she could only assume that they could feel quite lonely and she knew what that felt like especially growing up as an only child. 

However, the whole ordeal of him calling her pretty only furthered her embarrassment especially when he confirmed it. [color=f6989d][i]It feels nice… to be complimented. Called pretty by him… my husband.[/i][/color] Thinking to herself as she fiddled with her hands finding herself watching him as he prepared the rice. It was strange, she always knew she was going to be married by him that her whole life had been planned out for her. A part of her had been worried, of course there had been stories of arranged marriages that didn’t work. Slightly darker tales that she didn’t want to think of but Chunjiro was different. 

[color=f6989d][i]I could never picture him hurting me… he is sweet. Caring. Of course, this will work.[/i][/color] Though as soon as she thought how it could work her face heated up, flush from embarrassment because a normal working relationship meant other things. Things that she was still embarrassed about. 

Coughing slightly as she tried to distract herself her attention fell back onto the rice, [color=f6989d]“O-Oh! I think that might be a little much… well for me, I guess. Ah b-but we are cooking for two!”[/color] Although her eyes widened and she held her hands up shaking them, [color=f6989d]“N-Not like that! No no. I meant us. Gosh… I’m a little awkward… sorry. Ah…”[/color] Back peddling her words as she felt herself get flustered once more, she had never been so nervous, it was strange that she was now sharing her life with someone else. 

[color=f6989d]“W-What I mean is… I don’t eat too much.”[/color] Haru stated trying to get her words out, biting the bottom of her lip hoping he wouldn’t think she was a complete and utter fool. [color=f6989d][i]I hope he doesn’t think I’m a fool…[/i][/color] 

[color=f6989d]“Can I… can I help with anything?”[/color] Feeling rather hot under the collar she wanted to help with something to distract herself from feeling so embarrassed. At least if she was doing something it would provide her with the perfect opportunity to focus her mind on whatever task it was.