[You'd think after all these years that Miki would get better at gift giving. The truth was that over the years she had offered him (well another him anyway) a few of the 'faux-pas' presents such as cooking knifes because of how she admired his skills.
After this death, she had wondered if that had anything to do with it. As much as it probably was not, Miki couldn't help but think 'if I hadn't'... so needless to say, this one wasn't going to get anything of the sort. When she finally spots him in the dorm, she waves brightly before dumping a box into his hands.]
Happy Birthday Jiji!
[Inside, he will find exotic cooking ingredients; Miki had spent the last few days bargaining with a few demons who manned selling stalls, even employing herself as a test subject to make sure nothing in there was accidentally going to turn him into a kappa. Everything painstakingly put in small jars, numbered and named. The rest where bouquets of fresh herbs from the many gardens, carefully wrapped in string for culinary use. Five science tubes filled with salt and pieces of various spices she had left this year to create flavored salt. Miki had always been a hands-on type of person; nothing had been bought completed, she had combined everything herself instead.
At the very bottom, wrapped in a bright red silken cloth handkerchief (which he could use later), a year's worth of photographs of Hinoto-Ri with Miki's own personal collection of old home photographs. ]
no subject
After this death, she had wondered if that had anything to do with it. As much as it probably was not, Miki couldn't help but think 'if I hadn't'... so needless to say, this one wasn't going to get anything of the sort. When she finally spots him in the dorm, she waves brightly before dumping a box into his hands.]
Happy Birthday Jiji!
[Inside, he will find exotic cooking ingredients; Miki had spent the last few days bargaining with a few demons who manned selling stalls, even employing herself as a test subject to make sure nothing in there was accidentally going to turn him into a kappa. Everything painstakingly put in small jars, numbered and named. The rest where bouquets of fresh herbs from the many gardens, carefully wrapped in string for culinary use. Five science tubes filled with salt and pieces of various spices she had left this year to create flavored salt. Miki had always been a hands-on type of person; nothing had been bought completed, she had combined everything herself instead.
At the very bottom, wrapped in a bright red silken cloth handkerchief (which he could use later), a year's worth of photographs of Hinoto-Ri with Miki's own personal collection of old home photographs. ]