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"Shit..."
That's not the thing Manjoume wants to hear coming from his kitchen at seven in the morning. Surely Judai isn't making a total mess of his beautiful kitchen. Surely...
Manjoume walks in and is relieved to find it only somewhat messy.
"Judai...what are you doing?" he asks.
"Uhhh...I'm trying to make pancakes."
"...Pancakes?"
"Yeah, I thought it'd be easy."
Manjoume confirms to himself that it should, indeed, be easy.
Judai scrapes at the pan with a spatula. "They're ugly but I think they'll taste good."
Manjoume sighs but smiles. "Just don't burn my house down."
"No promises!"