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Ito Keiichi (伊藤慶一) ([info]keiito) wrote in [info]disappear_rpg,
@ 2009-07-02 22:56:00

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Entry tags:keiichi, kiriko

ITT we discuss Inaba trout.
Who: Kiriko and Keiichi
What: Cooking some trout, because Kiriko ordered it from Tanaka.
Where: Dorm kitchens.
When: Thursday evening
Why: BECAUSE KIRIKO WANTED SOME INABA TROUT, OKAY?



It was evening, which meant that Keiichi was in the kitchens. Tonight, though, he'd be cooking for two, an unusual occurrence at best in his life, especially considering he wasn't home with his family.

The refrigerator and cupboards were stocked with what he needed to prepare Inaba Trout Almandine, of all things. It had been a while since Keiichi had worked with fish, but the recipe wasn't that complicated.

Now, all he needed was for Kiriko to arrive with the trout, and he could get this show on the road. As he'd promised, one of the small tables in the kitchen area was set with a tablecloth and two placesettings, nothing fancy, ostentacious, or involving candlelight.



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[info]keiito
2009-07-16 03:54 am UTC (link)
"Not at all. Feel free." His own smile was somewhat happier. This was, after all, his element. Paradise could only loom so much when he was cooking. It was his escape from the mundane world of school, so why wouldn't it help him forget about Paradise when he needed to?

He would have a little bit of cleanup left before he could return to his room and get back to his homework.

"Have a nice evening, Ikeda-san," Keiichi called, setting about that task, figuring that her jacket meant she was planning on heading back herself.

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