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Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight

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CHARACTER NAME

Katsuki Bakugō

CIVILIAN NAME

Shōri Bakudan

TEAM

EVERLIGHT 💥

HOUSING NUMBER

008

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Comments

huhuhue

[saudadist]

come try it yourself and see, coward

[blastedass]

don't tell me what to do.

bring it to the kitchen, wuss.

[saudadist]

already there, Pom-chan

[blastedass]

i'll be there in a few minutes, pink hair.

[saudadist]

yeah yeah
tick tock tick tock

[blastedass]

["tick tock" and die, pink hair. bakugo's coming downstairs and entering the kitchen a few minutes later. he's not rushing for her.]

Are you testing this recipe or bragging?

[saudadist]

[ Honestly, she expected him to take longer, so she's covered his dish with foil to keep it from going cold. She's plucking away at her own at a steady pace, savoring it and giving her tongue time to recover between bites. She's mid-chew when he enters and only responds once she's gotten the bite down. ]

Yes. [ Ah, the mathematical answer. ] Tastes fine to me, but I want a second opinion.

[blastedass]

[It's not like he had to change into a whole new set of clothes and brush his teeth! Just his usual black t-shirt and black casual pants with some slip-on sneakers. At least Lucy's not talking with her mouth full...

Bakugou takes a seat and pulls the foil off the plate, eyeing the dish for a second before going for his chopsticks.]

You're not adding to the bar's menu are you?

[But he's taking a taste. Rice cake is never a bad option.]

[saudadist]

Not up to me. But if it's good enough, I might ask Kerry to put there. Spicy things are good bar food, I hear.

[ Which is why she's watching him, silently, judging his potential judging, chewing on another rice cake she's slipped into her mouth. ]

[blastedass]

People order them with beer a lot during sports seasons.

[Though that might be more a Western thing... Bakugo doesn't just chew and swallow. He notes the flavor, the level of spice, the texture of the rice cake, everything.]

Your sauce should be thicker. It's not glazing as you want it to.

[saudadist]

Thicker sauce, hm. [ She pauses to look down at her plating. She stirs her chopsticks through the accumulation of sauce with a solemn look, thinking. ]

Hm, it does seem a bit weak, now that you mention it.

[blastedass]

There's a difference between a coating and a glaze. Did you use rice syrup or pure sugar?

[Bakugo picks up one of the rice cakes and notes the sauce Lucy is stirring.]

[saudadist]

[ Rice syrup? She looks mystified by just the description. ]

Just sugar.

[blastedass]

You need to add more than that.

[Not that he would suggest using just sugar.]

It won't get to the glaze consistency.

[saudadist]

Then what would you suggest?

[ Since she's painfully out of her league, still. Cooking is a battle won through steady progress. ]

[blastedass]

Mix water with rice syrup, hot pepper paste, as well as the sugar, then simmer it down to the consistency you want.

[He could get into the exact measurements, but is keeping it vague for now.]

[saudadist]

[ Exact measurements? Pah. If cooking can't be summarized with "fuck it we ball," is it really even cooking? ]

Syrup, pepper paste, sugar, simmer... [ Mentally, she makes a note of it all. The implant's handy for that sort of thing, at least. ] Good to know.

[blastedass]

[THAT'S THE FUCKING DEFINITION OF COOKING!! Otherwise you're just wasting food to make an inedible mess!]

This one didn't reduce enough to be as thick as you wanted.

[Flavor's there, just not to viscosity.]

[saudadist]

[ There's no such thing as an inedible mess! Just happy accidents!! ]

Damn. [ It's still good, at least. Not perfect, but to her? It's not making her sick so that's good enough. ] Next batch will be better.

[blastedass]

[Has she been in a kitchen with an inedible mess? Or is she the kind to eat burnt sugar off the burner? ... Ew.]

It better be.

[He just told her how to improve.]

[saudadist]

[ Fuck it we ball fuck it we ball fuck it we ball fuck it we ball fuck it we ball fuck it we ball fuck it we ball fuck it we ball fuck it we ball fuck it we ball, you get it ]

Your everlasting faith in me is inspiring.

[ Which is why she plucks a rice cake right off his plate, as hers are all gone. ]

[blastedass]

[THAT'S STILL NOT FUCKING COOKING!! AND YOU KNOW IT!!]

I didn't give you advice to ignore it.

[He glares at the theft, but samples a third one now.]

Did you make the rice cakes or buy them?

[saudadist]

[ NOT EVERYONE GREW UP WITH ACCESS TO A KITCHEN POM-CHAN RAMSAY 🙄 ]

I bought it. I checked the reviews to make sure it wasn't a bad brand.

[blastedass]

[YOU GOT ACCESS TO ONE NOW, WORK IN A BAR, AND HAVE PEOPLE AROUND WHO CAN COOK!!

IT'S CALLED LEARNING OPPORTUNITY!!]

That's fine. They're not bad. You can focus on the flavoring and sauce more.

[saudadist]

[ WHO SAID SHE'S NOT TRYING TO LEARN KACCHI, GET YO LIFE TOGETHER ]

Sounds like a plan. Paste, syrup, sugar, simmer... [ She can already see it. The next batch will be incredible. Or middling but hey, progress is progress is progress. ]