Renzou took Kuro with a nod, going over to the table and sitting down. He took a breath- hell, he had this. This was fine. Also he’d get fed and damn Rin made great food. He glanced over at Kuro and patted the Sith (gingerly) on the head with a reassuring grin. In the meantime he tried to crane his neck and watch Rin do his thing- he was really adorable like that, all full of energy and excitement. He’d make a really cute girl. Renzou sighed softly and rested his chin in his hand.

A quick test to make sure it was all perfect—
And dinner was ready. Rin would contently dish it out, making sure to set aside Kuro’s own plate for him. Each plate would be filled with a generous amount of rice and topping, then, he could finally sit himself down. “All right–! Thanks for the meal–!” He’d clap his hands together and bow his head before digging into his own food.
Kuro would scramble out of Renzou’s hold to get to his own dish, giving a meow of thanks before blowing on the still hot food, then wolfing his portion down like it was his last meal.
Renzou nodded, obediently walking over to where the towel was and getting to work on drying dishes. He took the job...
"You don’t have to.“ He quietly argued, but didn’t really push the issue. Renzou was his guest at the moment, and while...