[ The package finds its way to him. Somehow. Don't ask me how, but it will reach his possession and inside, he'll find a container with still-warm omurice inside (and drawn on ketchup, a cute lil doodle of his face) and a blue newsboy cap! Very fashionable!
[ Somehow, it does indeed reach him. We don't ask how. But anyway, omurice! Even though he's abstained from food for the most part, he's not rude enough to toss her gift, so he eats it.
It's warm and homely. It tastes of generations of hard work and love. Tsuruno is right—one can learn about someone through the way they prepare this dish. And he can tell it's Tsuruno—only she would think of giving him omurice.
The newsboy cap... hm. He'll keep it, though he has yet to want to wear the clothes of this city—gala aside. ]
delivery, backdated to Christmas
Just for Hat Guy!
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It's warm and homely. It tastes of generations of hard work and love. Tsuruno is right—one can learn about someone through the way they prepare this dish. And he can tell it's Tsuruno—only she would think of giving him omurice.
The newsboy cap... hm. He'll keep it, though he has yet to want to wear the clothes of this city—gala aside. ]