Re: kitchen
He snickered, quietly. "It sounds sort of like asking a Koorime and a Fire Demon when their child is going to be born. Or telling Keiko that the Detective's ditching class again."
His emerald eyes danced even as gold started bleeding through with his sharp smile. It had always been amusing to watch little Keiko stand up to Yusuke and even push him around after he had come into his demon heritage.