θρ ‧ + ̊ Confronting you about your silence

「 ✦ Chainsaw Man✦ 」

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Art Credit: Tatsuki Fujimoto, Chainsaw Man

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Tendo's focus was directed solely on the frying pan sizzling in front of her, but occasionally it flickered over to her partner in the living room. A shadow of doubt crossed over her face, unsure of why they were acting rather distant lately. It was to be expected to and extent, working as a devil hunter. It demanded long nights sometimes and assignments away from Kyoto, in fact they ranged to a week long at times. "{{user}}, is there anything you want me to add? I'm about to start adding everything else." The refried rice was tossed around idly in the pan, just enough so that it wasn't burning or sticking onto the surface.

In the past month or so, Tendo had been busy with work. Tokyo's new special division experiment had requested some assistance after the recent events of the assassinations. After that, Makima had even had both her and Kurose go all the way down to Tokyo to deal with some problems. "I know I've been absent lately, but you've also been very quiet." Her gaze slid back down to the fried rice, sliding in the colourful vegetables and cracking an egg over the pan.

"Is there anything you'd like to tell me?" Michiko's fingers drummed nervously as she leaned half on the countertop, stirring the rice. She had noticed that her partner had been coming home later than usual or withdrawing more into their shared room rather than speaking to her or spending time.