Ashikaga Mansion

[Apollymi]

The lack of bacon in Kimiko's diet seemed to make Yugi hate her mother. "Yare yare, don't say that..." she said with a somewhat amused smile on her face. "Mama just doesn't want me eating overly fatty cuts of meat," she offered. That had been the explanation she was given. Of course she'd figured there was something more to it than that, but whatever that was, she hadn't found it out yet. Apparently the spoon set made him love and hate her personal assistant. "Oh? I'm sure he'd appreciate that. I wouldn't let him know you can cook though~" she gave that as a fair bit of advice.

Watching Yugi cook though was interesting. He seemed to be doing a great number of things at the same time. What was this though, several steps he was taking was ones she didn't really understand. Bacon strips were cooked but not seasoned. Strange. Skillet was heated up, but he was pouring batter on it. Eggs that was interesting. "Are you making an omelet?" she asked seeming to not understand his process if that was what he was doing. She watched cooking happen a lot and this was something new to her. Kimiko continued to sip coffee as she tried to understand what was happening with that flour mixture. It smelled nice at least.

[Bloodedge]

"Already said it," Yugi said most casually while he moved about the stove area. This was a very finnicky time for the cooking process. Long ago, Yugi became accustomed to cooking numerous things at once to ensure a hot plate. If asked, he would simply blame his sister being a picky bitch. Ah, but that was neither here nor there. Bacon was nearly done, and the eggs were beginning to solidify. At about the same time, those rings of batter were bubbling on one side. Yugi slid the entire bacon skillet onto a cold eye to let it finish its last few moments of cooking without going over, and reached out with a spatula to flip half-cooked batter one after another. All the while, he was scraping and stirring eggs.

Throughout this process, there was one thing he didn't expect. Kimiko asked if he was making an omelet. In that very moment, he thought very little about the additional implications. "Nope! Just eggs," he stated as a matter of fact. "Pancakes, eggs, bacon; classic American breakfast stuff! Oh! I'm guessing there's no pre-shredded cheese? Think I can get another favor?"

[Apollymi]

Already said it. Yeah, that was true. Even so, there was a certain, kinship that Kimiko could see in the future between her mother and her boyfriend. It was probably for the best to let them figure out their likeness on their own. Actually, whenever that happened she'd likely have to issue an apology to her father, he did nothing to deserve a secondary one of these types of people in his life. Oh well... that was something to think about for later.

Instead in the here and now, there was the matter of Yugi's cooking. He claimed he was not making an omelet. He claimed to just be making a classic American breakfast. Pancakes, bacon and eggs. But the eggs part didn't really make sense. "But you broke the yolks... how are you not making an omelet?" there was a key piece of information that Kimiko was missing here and it was another of those random things that was going to leave her embarrassed though she didn't quite know it yet. Ah, whatever the case, she was asked for a favor and it involved cheese. Of course, there was no pre-shredded cheese and Kimiko had no problem pitching in, but she did need to know something important. "What kind of cheese? Brie, Cheddar, smoked gouda, provolone, feta, gorgonzola, colby-jack, or swiss?" she asked. Yes, there were a large variety of cheeses present in her house. And no she didn't consume a great number of them, but she liked variety for several of the dishes she did eat with a fairly normal amount of accuracy.

[Bloodedge]

Wait. No, this wasn't possible at all, was it? The way Kimiko spoke implied that she'd only experienced eggs with a broken yolk... in an omelet. Why scrambled eggs seemed beyond her understanding was, well, beyond Yugi's understanding. "I'm... I'm just scrambling them. Y'know. Fluffy... scrambled... eggs..." His sentence was broken; why wouldn't it be? Yugi spoke while still in disbelief over the girl's diet, or lack thereof. He didn't expect the cook of eggs to be the ridiculous thing on this list.

No matter. The eggs were finishing up, and Yugi was removing bacon from its skillet with a pair of tongs to lay two pieces each atop two plates. Pancakes were done as well, so he took a spatula to them one by one, stacking three at the center of each plate. With that out of the way, he cracked salt and pepper over mostly-cooked eggs, then sprinkled two pinches of ground cayenne in as well. A few more moments of stirring occurred before the lad tasted a small amount of egg. Yes, it was good enough. All he needed was cheese and a grater, though the options for cheese were ridiculous. Moving on. "Well I've never tasted half of those, but cheddar is pretty standard unless you've got a preference. Whatever it is, pass it here?"

[Apollymi]

Kimiko was left looking a little clueless for a moment. According to Yugi he was not in fact making an omelet he was just making eggs, scrambled. That word didn't appear within the vocabulary of the heiress in relationship to the term eggs. But the rest of the sentence implied they would be good. Still she was rather confused about it as a concept. "Yeah, never had them like that before. Doesn't sound bad though..." she mentioned having the grace to look just a little embarrassed. She didn't think this was even a matter of dietary restriction at this point. Perhaps it would make sense when she ate some.

Moving on from that point there was a whole list of things they could be having together. Included among them was the cheese he had a use for. It seemed he didn't do variety with cheese at all, but said cheddar would do for what he wanted unless she had a preference. Cheddar was fine with her, but he'd not been specific. Given that she'd pick up a small block of mild cheddar and produced for the lad a cheese grater and a small bowl. "Mild cheddar it is~" she said while placing these items in one of his nearby empty spaces. Still his movements were seemingly sparatic but everything got made at around the same time. The only person she knew to have that sort of time management was Kei so it was interesting to see in someone who didn't have it for the sake of professionalism.

[Bloodedge]

Someone not having scrambled eggs at any point in life was more ridiculous as a thought than anything else Yugi had seen here thus far. It was so simple, such a presumed matter of fact that he couldn't imagine it being true. In Kimiko's case, he fully believed it... despite how ridiculous it was. "Well eggs are pretty much a staple, yeah? Scrambling them just... lets you do things you don't normally do with eggs, without making it weird," he explained. If something like that didn't make sense, he was sure it would soon enough.

Yugi was offered cheese, a grater and a bowl via counter space nearby. The eggs he'd been working on were done enough, so he quickly snatched up the cheddar and grated it with maximum vigor. Shreds of cheese were flying all over the area around him, but a handful landed in the bowl. With that, he ditched the grater and picked up the freshly-shredded cheese. The flame under the eggs was cut before he dumped cheese into them, mixing it in as it melted. A few moments later, he was carrying the skillet to the plates, scraping eggs next to each set of bacon. "Alright, that's everything. Just need butter and syrup~"

[Apollymi]

Eggs were a staple food this was true. Kimiko ate eggs on a pretty regular basis, including the hard boiled, soft boiled and fried varieties. Even so, it was a bit strange this thing called a scramble. And she knew by the words spoken by Yugi after he found it unreasonable she'd never eaten them before. That being said, Yugi managed to offer an explanation of the positive usage of the scrambled egg and it amounted to, adding things to it without making it weird. "Eggs are a staple yes. I'll trust you to show me the goodness of this new form, and freak Kei out later asking for them~" she mentioned almost deviously.

Beyond this point it seemed like the whole of breakfast was being finished up. Kimiko watched as cheese was grated and added to those eggs, pancakes were placed, so was bacon. He was all done now and claimed to just need, syrup and butter. In a moment like this, Kimiko couldn't keep the look of curiosity off her face. She got up in the moment and got butter out of one of the refrigerators, and specialty maple syrup from the baking goods cabinet. "Hm, are you planning on baking something?" she asked seeming to not understand the usage of these extra items. Maybe there was about to be some kind of sweet bread or something, yeah that made perfect sense in the mind of the heiress.

[Bloodedge]

It would come as no surprise to Yugi if Kimiko wound up asking her personal assistant for scrambled eggs after experiencing them even once. Scrambling eggs was something he considered to be a lazy staple, with so little effort required to make them perfect─ unlike other methods requiring a specific texture of yolk or... whatever else fancy people cared about. "I'd be weirded out if you didn't ask. If that's too much of a swing though, I'd say just shoot for a fried egg sandwich. Those are always good," he added.

Kimiko acquired the butter and syrup he required, with a great deal more ease than he would have had in that massive kitchen. Upon bringing them over, she asked another strange question. Yugi wasn't much of a baker at all, so he wasn't sure why she thought he'd be baking. With that question hanging in the air, he cut two semi-thick chunks of butter with a quirked brow. "I'm not sure what I'd be baking with syrup, but... no. It's for the pancakes," he said while slapping a knob of butter on each stack. The syrup, he looked at the container of... and sighed. Butternut Mountain what brand? Ridiculous. Moving on. He began pouring syrup over Kimiko's pancake stack first, then slid the plate over while pouring his own. "There. A real breakfast, maybe for the first time in your dejected life. Enjoy~" With that said, he took a moment to reclaim his tea and take the first long swig. He wouldn't be starting his own breakfast until destiny took its course; Kimiko had to have an experience.

[Apollymi]

Apparently, it would be odd if Kimiko didn't eventually seek more scrambled eggs in the future. Maybe people were used to eating things like that. Maybe it was very common thing and she'd really like it. At this current moment in her life, she could trust Yugi's taste in food at least. He'd not led her astray yet, so she'd easily find herself wondering over this breakfast he preferred over the kind she normally ate. Now what was this about a sandwich. "Fried egg sandwich?" she said with an upward inflection. "I assume that is as it sounds... is there like a trick to it?" she asked. She'd eaten fried eggs. She'd eaten sandwiches, she'd never had a fried egg sandwich.

Moving on, according to Yugi there would be no baked sweets. The syrup was for the pancakes. How strange. Kimiko normally ate her pancakes with just fruit on top and now he was just putting butter and syrup on them. If she was the type to count her own calories she might be worried about this breakfast. But she couldn't really see Kei actually having a problem with the overall composition of this meal. Everything smelled nice, so that was good. "Hm, Kei normally uses syrup instead of refined sugar in a lot of the desserts he makes for me," she explained of her question. But now it was time to eat. A plate was slid towards her and she held up a fork and knife while looking at the items. Her eyes were bouncing around the random items, which would she eat first? Well, she had to try everything she might as well start with the thing she didn't eat at all. Bacon. The newest item on her plate, a fatty cut of fried crisp meat. She'd not seen any seasoning added to it, but still she went about cutting off a bite-sized piece and placing it on to her tongue. Once it was in her mouth she chewed it giving it careful consideration. All the while her eyes lit up with excitement. "It's salty, but I like the texture and it's like really good~" she said of the bacon. Then she moved along turning her plate towards these 'scrambled eggs'. A forkful of yellow fluffy goodness was soon enough piled up. They smelled nice as well and she'd eat a bite of those soon after. Her eyes seemed to gain more light in the moment. They were quite soft, they had flecks of melty cheese to add flavor. There was the lightest hint of spice as she swallowed the bite. Yes. "Sugoi!" she exclaimed. Another bite was immediately taken of eggs and it was followed up with a bit more bacon. Only after she'd had a couple of those would she move on to begin cutting the pancakes.

[Bloodedge]

Yugi would never grow tired of the girl's questions about normal things; of this he was sure. The moment Kimiko asked about any tricks behind a fried egg sandwich, he snorted out a laugh and felt just a bit of boba tea in his nostril. "Agh, fuck!" he shouted, wiping his nose with a wrist. "Gomen, gomen. There's no trick to it. Literally just fry up a couple of eggs, slap them between two slices of bread, and start eating," he explained. With that, he paused again. Was that something else that needed explaining? He couldn't even be sure anymore, so he went the safe and hilarious route. "Yes, bread comes in slices."

As he went back to sipping tea, Yugi watched the lass work through her breakfast-related processes. In the meantime, some sense was made regarding syrup and baking... though the reason that quality of syrup was needed still evaded him. Oh well; it was probably something amazing. He could confirm the amazingness of everything currently on Kimiko's plate though, and she would proceed to do the same by sampling the bacon. She used a fork and knife strangely, but he wasn't here to question the etiquette of the rich and famous. "Bacon's always salty. That's the beauty of it," he mused, waiting for her to sample the next thing. The second thing Kimiko attempted was the eggs, which she expressed utmost satisfaction in. That was about the only thing he wondered over until the reaction was seen. "Good shit, yeah? I wasn't sure if you'd be into the heat. I personally never go without it," he explained whilst cutting his own pancakes, all the way through the stack as if he were cutting a slice from a layered birthday cake. In doing so, Yugi naturally sectioned off a piece of butter that proceeded to drizzle down the three slices along with syrup. He'd cram that entire triangular stack into his mouth, chewing while grabbing a slice of bacon with his fingers.

[Apollymi]

Once again, Kimiko realized that she would never actually be able to have a normal conversation with Yugi without somehow failing to know something completely asinine. Oh well, he was so amused he shot a bit of Boba Tea out of his nose. That was worth a laugh right. She still blushed a bit, and he apologized claiming that there was no trick to the fried egg sandwich. It was actually exactly how it sounded. Ah, but something else, bread could come sliced. Her eyes narrowed in that moment and managed to look playfully haughty. "Yugi, I know bread can be sliced. I'm rich not stupid." she said with that same playful indignity that she managed to have whenever they had one of these teasing conversations.

Moving on, there was the experience of breakfast to be taken into account. As she gave her thoughts on bacon, she found out that it was simply always salty. Probably another reason it was off her list of usual eating objects. Still it was an admittedly tasty thing to ingest, she'd have to make sure it found itself onto her plate in a few more contexts. What else, she did like the eggs and she'd mentioned it. And that also came with a bit of pep from Yugi. He claimed to not know if she would enjoy the heat but he personally never went without it. "I don't mind a bit of spice. Actually, I like it in a lot of things... these eggs are pretty delicious~" she claimed as she moved on to pancakes. This with the syrup all over them seemed to be something very different than what she was used to consuming. As such, she watched for a few moments as Yugi started attacking his own food. She watched him gather his materials and take bites in a way she wouldn't have but she could understand how he went about it. "Sou ka..." she said. Still, with her knife and fork in hand she went about slicing up her portion of pancakes. She made a series of cuts through all three, which dragged along the butter and syrup making sure it touched all of it, and also left it in a four by four cut of bite sized squares for each forkful. She'd take one now and place it onto her tongue. Her eyes widened. It was buttery, sweet, the bread had like this really great texture and it was light and fluffy. It was mesmerizingly perfect. "Oishii!~" she squealed and was nearly crying again. Those red eyes of hers sparkling in a way that fell shy of her Cinnabon related adventures but still seemed way too lively for something a simple as pancakes. Her own previous experiences with pancakes were nothing like this. These were her favorite form of pancake now!

[Bloodedge]

Rich, not stupid. Right. He'd never been one to question the Ashikaga heiress' intelligence, but he'd forever be one to question her experiences. "Pfft! You're definitely not stupid. I hate dumb people. But, you definitely suffer an amount of rich privilege that makes you ignorant to life's sweetest treats~" he teased. While he spoke, Yugi was already chewing the first bite of bacon taken by hand. He was also ready to cram a forkful of egg into his mouth before cutting through his pancake stack again.

Yugi's plate wasn't going to last for very long. The only thing saving it presently, was a blend of banter and observing Kimiko's first reaction to common foods. "Arigatou," he said after her comment about the eggs. If she didn't like those, he'd have been quite upset at himself. Eggs were one of the many things he made constantly for breakfast in the previous year and before. If he failed at that, he'd probably spiral into an endless pit of depression or something. More importantly, there was a need to see how Kimiko reacted to her first real pancake experience. Whatever she had for pancakes before, they were sure to be swept under the proverbial rug by the one true pancake form! A single utterance was all he received verbally. A single utterance was all he needed! And so, the pair was one step closer to the full enlightenment of Ashikaga Kimiko. "One of the best things ever, right?" Yugi asked excitedly. "There's so much you can do with it too! Some people mix chocolate chips in the batter, but you could also just dump any kind of fruit on top... or inside, depending on what it is. I thought about slicing a banana to top it with, but I figured I'd just leave it vanilla so you could figure out how you like it for yourself. Kinda like when I didn't spend M-rated skill points on that long list of flavors and stuff I had in the Celestial tree. . ."

[Apollymi]

Regular conversations between Kimiko and Yugi only had a couple of tones they could take. Playfully terse, flirtatious, or nerdy. This conversation was the first of those options. In this case, Yugi decided to continue teasing Kimiko, making the claim that her 'privilege' was keeping her from all the simple and sweet treats the world had to offer. She could agree to that, but that just made it better for her long term. "Actually, I see it as a bonus. I don't have any specific terrible tastes in normal food so I get to experience everything from scratch without anything clouding my experience!" she proclaimed. This breakfast was proof of that. If she'd eaten these things before, she could have had a way worse experience with it. Here and now it was fantastic, because Yugi was a good cook and the food wasn't something she regularly ate.

Moving on, Yugi accepted the compliment of his cooking and Kimiko looked on happily. He was quite cute when he was like this and she enjoyed these moments with him. But there was still the star of breakfast and after having her first bite of pancake, Yugi seemed exceedingly excited to see her reaction. He was satisfied enough by that one word to launch into a tangent about the tastiness of them and how things could be added to them at random to help them be better. "Oh? That sounds really cool. I like a lot of different stuff, I feel like I'd end up with something a bit crazy if left to my own devices..." she said about pancakes and their toppings. As for his decisions in game/the other world Kimiko had but a few choice words to offer. "You could have taken an option if you wanted. I am not too picky about it. Admittedly though, if it could taste like that icing from Cinnabon I'd probably OD more than I already do~" she mused cheekily. There was a soft spot in Kimiko's heart for sweets and an even bigger soft spot for the first dessert he'd introduced her to.

[Bloodedge]

"Hmm." Yugi pondered the lass' words for a few moments. He supposed there was much to take from never having amazing or terrible experiences with these common foods before. The two of them had a certain trust of one another, and it had become clear by now that his recommendation was enough to make something a viable option. "I guess that makes sense. Though there's something about having a terrible experience, taking a shot in the dark, then having an amazing experience the second time. Nothing wrong with being thrown off your rhythm every now and then," he mused to no specific effect.

Kimiko wasn't picky about toppings and the like. Upon hearing this, Yugi shook his head. She didn't have to be picky; he wouldn't have made the choice anyway. "But now you know the baseline. You can upgrade as you like from there. If you want my personal recommendation, any type of berry is amazing. Strawberry is especially good, though I think that's better saved for a stuffed French toast," he rambled. With that, Kimiko thought up a marvelous idea. In fact, her desire was for something that already existed in select places. When he heard her mention of Cinnabon-flavored pancakes, Yugi stood and leaned over the table toward her. There was a wide, devious grin on his face when he spoke on the matter. "What if I told you... it's real? What if I told you Cinnabon became such a pandemic, it's been used for pancakes, biscuits, and even..."

There was a long, drawn-out pause. Many things had been infused with the legendary flavor of Cinnabon, but one particular thing he knew would be at, or near, the top of Ashikaga Kimiko's list. His dramatic pause went on far longer than necessary, as if he meant to have some random cloud of mystery float into the room before he spoke again. When he did speak, he did so in a voice that carried an ominous tone. Was the final thing so world-ending? Well, Yugi believed it had a very real chance of shattering the girl's sense of reality. "... Cinnabon... Coffee... Creamer!"

Ah... Yugi seemed to have lost himself in matters of confections. When Kimiko spoke of Cinnabon flavoring, they weren't talking about pancakes or anything of the sort. They were discussing... oh. Right, he'd previously mentioned potential flavors of his own ejaculate in the other world. "Oh shit, right... pancake brain. You were still talking about jizz, huh?"

[Apollymi]

Yugi was always full of interesting quips. Though Kimiko had stated her lack of variety in her diet meant she could enjoy a great number of things, Yugi seemed to think that there was some good to be had in trying something that was bad and having a better experience with it the second time. Nothing wrong with being thrown off one's rhythm, he claimed. "Rhythm, hm... I can think of a couple of ways that is bad. But... I also see the point. Pizza I had before and the pizza I had at your place are two wholly different experiences. The same with these pancakes~" she mused. She'd been happily consuming her food now that she was certain she liked it and had taken to enjoying those little stacks she'd created between bites of savory and spice and salt. This breakfast had to be one of the best things she'd ever tasted as an entire plate.

According to Yugi, fruit and berries were good with pancakes. Though strawberries were apparently especially good for stuffed french toast. "Stuffed?" there seemed to be something missing once again from Kimiko's understanding. She ate french toast from time to time, but how did it end up stuffed? What was the stuffing? Was it another thing that was more like dessert than breakfast? It seemed her great search for sweets would never actually end. And as their conversation shifted to things she would have liked to taste like the icing from Cinnabon, she watched Yugi dive full into food based topics. That hadn't been what they were talking about, but hearing his tangent about the whole thing made her eyes widen. And then came the pause and the break. Cinnabon Coffee Creamer... "Shut up!" she said way too excited, that was something she should have been told ages ago. This was news. Even she'd forgotten that she was originally only making reference to her milk diet, and her phone was out and she was adding things to her shopping cart before Yugi even managed to have his realization.

Right. That. "Yeah, I definitely was, but this is now about the coffee creamer I just ordered. Do feel free though... I still think it will likely be my favorite flavor of thing ever. There might have to be a new classification of thing: 'Cinnamon roll, or the innate best goods in all the world?' It's part of my head cannon now... nothing will stop me," she said seeming to be childishly deep in thought.

[Bloodedge]

There were indeed many ways being thrown off one's established rhythm could be bad. Even so, when it had the potential to be a good thing, Yugi saw it as an overall positive. He'd been thrown off his rhythm no less than a hundred times since meeting Kimiko, always for the better in the end. "I didn't much care for the idea a while back. But, to be totally honest, you've been throwing me off my groove for months now. I shouldn't like that. Kinda do. Moving on."

Yugi didn't even have enough time to blink twice before Kimiko was scanning her phone, obviously hunting down Cinnabon-flavored coffee creamer. Of course, that only began after she questioned stuffed French toast─ which Yugi wasn't sure how to explain. "Yeah, it's like normal but... instead of toppings, it's all thrown inside─ usually with cream cheese and diabetes. There's nothing crazy to it, except the texture does a 180 and everything gets infused with everything else's flavor." That was about the best way Yugi could describe that particular breakfast item. Now, he'd go on dealing with a little mental mishap of his while biting into the penultimate triangle of pancake from his own plate. "Hmm. I think there's a way to make that work. It'd be costly, but there was one option that seems to work like a consumer's choice sort of thing. What you want is what you get, I guess. There was some other crazy stuff in there too. Tell you what: The next time I log in, you can spend all the points I've got for me. You're the one that'd be having to deal with it, after all. Sound fair?" he asked. As for Kimiko's apparent agenda involving Cinnabon flavor, he could hardly do anything but laugh. There were so many confections and dishes he was sure she'd never tried, and he hardly expected that one to make such a massive impact. "You mean nothing except the next thing you think is better than Cinnabon? I'm sure there's something out there you might find even better."

[Apollymi]

Yugi was always very honest with Kimiko. It was one of the points she found herself enjoying most about his personality. In the moment, he admitted that she'd been throwing off his groove since they met months back in the other world. He claimed that he shouldn't like that, but he did, at least a little and then was willing to move on from it without another word spoken. Kimiko looked at the lad as she ate and wondered what it was he liked about it. She wasn't purposefully trying to subvert his expectations. In most cases, she was acting as naturally as her Avatar would allow of her. In becoming comfortable around the lad she'd only grown more and more into a person who was the truest form of herself. "Hoh? Noted~" she mused seeming to lock that away for later.

She ate more of her food seemingly enjoying the entirety of the meal while she searched up this exclusive coffee creamer. They were discussing now the intricacies of stuffed French toast, and it sounded rather delicious. "We'll add it to the list of things I wish to try~" she mused wondering if she could have it stuffed with something like the cinnamon and icing from Cinnabon. Yes, that is immediately where her mind went. Ah and then there was the actual matter of discussion. The M-Rated options on their characters which would lead to things like what bodily fluids tasted like and other such things. It seemed that the Celestial option came with quite a few interesting things, including but not limited to, the ability to take one which would make one taste as the person wanted them to, that sounded great. And surprisingly enough, Yugi offered to allow her to make the choices for his M-Rated options. "Hm, you'll let me chose how your body functions? That's a bit crazy... " she said giving it fair consideration. "I'll accept. And allow you the same... yeah, that would make it fair~" she mused gently. Having reached the end of her plate Kimiko prepared to take her last bite and follow it up with her last bit of coffee. Ah, that was a rather satisfying breakfast.

Still Yugi seemed to think that there might be something in the world better for her than Cinnabon. Preposterous. "It is cinnamon, sugar, bread and icing that I am sure was crafted by only the highest kind of divine creature known to existence. I doubt the existence of something that could replace it as my favorite given my own personal leaning towards it. Cinnamon might be one of my favorite spices and flavors... adding the sugar and icing and bread in that complex melody is the best thing in all creation!" she exclaimed. That was a bit dramatic but no matter. Here and now... she was receiving a text message from a very specific person. The seamstress who was personally responsible for making clothes had settled in and seen her messages. "Ashikaga-chan, I am ready to take the measurements whenever you get around to coming down." was all it said.

[Bloodedge]

True enough, it likely should have been against Yugi's nature to be 'thrown off his rhythm' as it were. He did, however, find it to be an appealing trait of Kimiko's, that she could manage as much where no others could. It actually surprised the lad that he even thought to admit that... but just as quickly as he did, he carried on. Stuffed French toast was something added to the growing list of foods Kimiko would eventually be trying. Yugi considered that there were at least a few hundred more things that could be thrown on immediately, though he couldn't come up with a single one while actively trying to. "That list is so much longer than what we have right now. I'd mention more right now, but... y'know that moment when you're trying to think of something, but you suddenly forget every single thing you've ever known?" he asked, half in rhetoric.

As for the matter of their M-rated skill adventures in another world, Yugi was entirely open to Kimiko making his selections. In agreeing to this, Kimiko presented terms of her own. Just as she would make his selections, he was to make hers. Yugi gave this a moment of thought, and in his own mind, he decided it was a stupid decision on her part. "I won't hear a thing from you if you end up regretting it. I'll tick the blueberrification box!" he threatened, though he had no intention of committing that atrocity.

At this point, Yugi was done with his own breakfast and casually sipping tea while waiting on the lass' final bite. In the immediate aftermath of that however, she argued the likelihood of Cinnabon remaining in her favorite slot. All of her points were valid, and it was a totally subjective matter... yet Yugi was always one to believe in the possibility of something greater, even without evidence. "That's fair. I'm not saying it's anything but one of the best things ever. Buuuut maybe there'll be something else. There's a place in Shinjuku that copied Air Gear's dango styles. Some of those might be─"

"Good enough to rob a cop car for?" This sudden interruption was one Gojo Satoru, who stood in the doorway of the kitchen. The white-haired male leaned against the doorframe with one hand in his pocket, the other twirling a set of keys around his forefinger. "I wonder where one picks up the gall and ability to break into a detective's car, take their own stuff out of it, and somehow lock all four doors without a key when leaving. . ."

[Apollymi]

As they discussed food and all of its various types. It seemed that there was now a very long list of things for Kimiko to try, that being said in the moment, Yugi could not mention a single one because of that strange function of brains. "I know exactly what you mean... it's like getting stuck on a loading screen. You'll have to throw the whole brain away~" she said about that thing that happened when trying to list things. She tended to put such thoughts to the side and forget about them for the duration of long periods of time.

Still they could continue on their strange conversations as they finished up breakfast. According to Yugi, Kimiko's offered term for letting him choose things could lead to some terrible outcomes. He mentioned a certain thing called blueberrification which made her eyes widen greatly. "Blueberrification is out there for sure. I'm not judging you..." she said with her most judgmental face on. As for her more real regrets and not ones made in jest she only had one thing to say. "As for real regrets... the only thing I would actually ask, is that you not do the young teen boy thing and make my boobs too big for my body. They are big enough now that I know I wouldn't want to be folded over by just tits in my life~" she mused. That was a strangely honest confession. As all girls had she spent much of her young teen years wishing for her breasts to grow in, but upon getting them and having them be fairly decently sized she realized that it would likely get stressful if they were huge, and what about her posture?

Having finished her breakfast officially, Yugi and Kimiko sat at the breakfast island and continued to talk. She spoke of the glory of Cinnabon as her favorite and Yugi advised keeping an eye open for things that could replace it. Apparently the Air Gear style dango spot might be able to do something for her which she would have replied to if not for a rather sudden, but not entirely unexpected interruption. At the end of breakfast she looked towards the doorway and found Gojo Satoru, standing one hand in his pocket the other spinning keys and he had some pretty pointed things to say. Kimiko couldn't help but smile at his assertion. "Gojo Satoru... Rob? Such a strong word. Stronger than my coffee~" Kimiko mused in a teasing manner. Of course, he would have something to say about her taking her things, back. And if she'd truly been the type to think past her initial motivations when it came to things that belonged to her, she might have left them in the car to avoid having to answer questions surrounding how she'd managed to get them back. Even so, she couldn't well let her things stay in a car overnight, nor could she within reason lie about how she'd managed such a thing. She decided in the moment to tell the truth, in the way she normally did in such situations. "Well, I thought all of us here were fully aware of the type of gall I possess," she stated in a way which left her sipping coffee. "As for ability, I have quite a few that would be considered strange, given what my life is like but.. Magic is the easiest answer to your question. That stuff was mine so I took it back, but I am not rude enough to take anything else, nor would I leave a man's car unlocked. I'm not unreasonable."