[Confusion is written all over Hijikata's face, as if he still doesn't see the problem.]
Well, Katsuki-kun, if you enjoy cooking, far be it from us to stop you. Now, let's eat, shall we?
[Katsuki has his blood, and Hijikata will heat up whatever is still struggling for space in between their personal provisions in the fridge. While they eat at the flower-lit table, he'll call Shoto and put him on loudspeaker to make sure he isn't overexerting himself out there.]
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Well, Katsuki-kun, if you enjoy cooking, far be it from us to stop you. Now, let's eat, shall we?
[Katsuki has his blood, and Hijikata will heat up whatever is still struggling for space in between their personal provisions in the fridge. While they eat at the flower-lit table, he'll call Shoto and put him on loudspeaker to make sure he isn't overexerting himself out there.]