“Kuina! Where did you run off to now?!” The girl’s posture straightened and her head snapped towards Sanji.
“Please teach my daddy how to cook, mister chef! He doesn’t know what he’s doing!”
“Kuina? What are you doing here?” Sanji turned his attention to the doorway and saw a man around his age
“Please teach my daddy how to cook, mister chef! He doesn’t know what he’s doing!”
“Kuina? What are you doing here?” Sanji turned his attention to the doorway and saw a man around his age
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“I followed the smell of the delicious food!” The man pursed his lips together and awkwardly walked into Sanji’s apartment to retrieve his daughter.
“Kuina, I thought I told you that you can’t just run up to anyone without me.
Sanji blinked a few more times, recognizing that this man was indeed his new neighbor that moved in
“She was perfectly fine. She just freaked me out with how trusting she is of strangers, is all. She just ran in when she saw what I was making and made herself at home.”
“That’s a relief. Again, I’m really sorry about this. We should be heading back–”
“What? My food tastes just fine!”
“Nuh-uh!”
As amused, and confused, as Sanji was with the scene unfolding in front of him, he needed to take the pork buns out of the steamer and put in the next batch.
He worked quickly, thinking about what it would be like to have
Thoughts of playing catch and braiding hair filled his mind, followed by game nights at the kitchen table, surrounded by good food.
/I’d be able to teach them everything I know,/ he thinks, smiling as he mindlessly makes two plates for his uninvited guests and setting them
“Wha–”
“Thank you for the food!” Sanji’s snapped out of his thoughts by Kuina’s thanks and he sees her take a big bite of the fried rice before her father can stop her. Her eyes light up and she smiles happily with the food in her mouth.
“It’s so good! Daddy, try some!”