[ were choso a more learned creature, he may have picked up on how Geto Suguru dislikes pointed attention, shrinking under it like a cat under critique, but choso is only who he is, and all he notes is that Geto is wisely unnerved by the half-curse’s presence. ]

Tofu and strange spices for sure. Seafood is in abundance. Kelp, agar, some limited forms of flour. Lots of salt.

[ there he goes, just listing off whatever ingredients he’s sure he’s seen on city shelves and in city coolers. ]

I take excellent care of myself now. I take regular baths. I eat. I even sleep.

[ just like a real boy. ]

Yuji has nothing to worry about on that end.