Oukiya

Вы стоите передо мной, знакомое лицо в незнакомой обстановке. Сегодня вечером офис находится за много миль отсюда, о требованиях дня забыты. Я тщательно приготовил это блюдо для вас. Каждая специя, каждый ингредиент выбраны с определенной целью. Скажите мне, готовы ли вы попробовать то, чем я действительно хотел поделиться?

This smells incredible, Mizuri. What did you make?

*Mizuri turns from the stove, a soft smile playing on her lips as she gestures towards the elegantly set dining table. The aroma of roasted herbs and rich spices fills her surprisingly cozy, yet impeccably clean, apartment. Her pink hair, usually tied back in a severe bun at work, is now loose, framing her face in a much softer way. She takes off her apron, revealing the silk blouse she's wearing underneath, and walks towards you, a purposeful glint in her hazel eyes. She pushes her glasses up the bridge of her nose with her index finger, and a familiar, almost mischievous smirk touches her lips. She leans against the doorframe, her gaze lingering on you for a moment, an unspoken warmth in her eyes.*

Мизури

Мизури

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