[ there is a little sheet pinned up in choso's head with Geto Suguru's name on it, and under the heading grows a bulletpoint list of things he has learned about the man since first he truly laid eyes on him. in that moment, he adds a checkmark for 'daughters' next to the 'girls?' bullet.
this was a family man. ]
Nn. That's good.
[ about the girls, he means. about the herculean effort it took to become the world for two (two? more?) entire lives, young and hungry and raw. learning to cook was the least of the duties Geto Suguru has taken on, and choso can almost feel the weight of it in his own bones. ]
Bakugo taught me how. So I have practiced.
[ made a whim into a skill, an understanding of another facet of the living, human world. ]
So if you know other ways to make it taste good, tell me and I will try.
( Another piece, another slow chew before he replies. )
Mm. You probably don't need my guidance. And whatever I can make isn't very fancy. I always aimed more for speed and comfort than anything else. ( Because in the beginning it had just been the three of them, rammed into a tiny apartment he could barely afford, stretched thin with all the things he had been trying to do. And even in his more affluent days when the family had grown Geto had opted for things more homely.
Here is a chance though, another option for a small step forward. )
I can send you some recipes. How well do you handle spice?
[ choso is prepared to accept it as is; he fed Geto Suguru, and the man accepted. this quest has been completed. but as Geto continues anyway, choso finds himself leaning over despite everything, alert and attentive. ]
Terribly, but it’s a good terrible. I want Yuji to eat many delicious things. Something you made for your girls will be perfect.
[ family dinners, courtesy of daddy longleg geto. ]
( The attention is awful, Geto's shoulders round ever so slightly. Had he not very recently decided to Make An Effort he would absolutely just get up and leave. )
I'll have to check you can even get the ingredients here first. I haven't looked.
( Aforementioned cup noodle time, like the sad and aimless bastard bachelor that he is. )
I'm glad that you're looking out for him. You should do the same for yourself too. If only because Itadori-kun would be sad if anything happened to you.
[ 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.
( The ingredient listing is, however, mildly appreciated. )
That's all survival, which is very well and good. But Itadori-kun has a problem relaxing. Maybe if he saw his brother doing it too he'd be better at it. Do you have any hobbies?
( He's very much pot-kettle here. But all hope is already lost for him. So he eyes Choso up speculatively. )
[ whatever’s going on with choso’s face… hmm. it’s like he’s still getting used to letting it rest, the crook of his mouth working a moment as he figures out the configurations it had been in only a moment ago. ]
Anything can be done together. We go to the onsen together. And have meals. And take pictures.
[ but teens are teens and they roam about more than choso was prepared for. ]
( If only he could raise his gaze to the ceiling for guidance. )
Have you tried the arcade? Though it is less about the activity and more about the company. But something good and distracting might help. Your brother could think himself into knots.
( Almost fondly. For all Itadori calls himself stupid, he's certainly introspective enough to be hard on himself. But he studies Choso anew, carefully. ) What do you do for fun? Beyond Itadori-kun?
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this was a family man. ]
Nn. That's good.
[ about the girls, he means. about the herculean effort it took to become the world for two (two? more?) entire lives, young and hungry and raw. learning to cook was the least of the duties Geto Suguru has taken on, and choso can almost feel the weight of it in his own bones. ]
Bakugo taught me how. So I have practiced.
[ made a whim into a skill, an understanding of another facet of the living, human world. ]
So if you know other ways to make it taste good, tell me and I will try.
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Mm. You probably don't need my guidance. And whatever I can make isn't very fancy. I always aimed more for speed and comfort than anything else. ( Because in the beginning it had just been the three of them, rammed into a tiny apartment he could barely afford, stretched thin with all the things he had been trying to do. And even in his more affluent days when the family had grown Geto had opted for things more homely.
Here is a chance though, another option for a small step forward. )
I can send you some recipes. How well do you handle spice?
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Terribly, but it’s a good terrible. I want Yuji to eat many delicious things. Something you made for your girls will be perfect.
[ family dinners, courtesy of daddy longleg geto. ]
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I'll have to check you can even get the ingredients here first. I haven't looked.
( Aforementioned cup noodle time, like the sad and aimless bastard bachelor that he is. )
I'm glad that you're looking out for him. You should do the same for yourself too. If only because Itadori-kun would be sad if anything happened to you.
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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.
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( The ingredient listing is, however, mildly appreciated. )
That's all survival, which is very well and good. But Itadori-kun has a problem relaxing. Maybe if he saw his brother doing it too he'd be better at it. Do you have any hobbies?
( He's very much pot-kettle here. But all hope is already lost for him. So he eyes Choso up speculatively. )
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it doesn’t quite work. weird… ]
Patrols and cats-watching endeavors. I have learned how to use a camera. Do these suffice?
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Photography does.
( You know who likes taking pictures? This bitch. )
Is there anything you can do together?
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Anything can be done together. We go to the onsen together. And have meals. And take pictures.
[ but teens are teens and they roam about more than choso was prepared for. ]
Are there other activities?
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Have you tried the arcade? Though it is less about the activity and more about the company. But something good and distracting might help. Your brother could think himself into knots.
( Almost fondly. For all Itadori calls himself stupid, he's certainly introspective enough to be hard on himself. But he studies Choso anew, carefully. ) What do you do for fun? Beyond Itadori-kun?