[ Fast forward to Saturday. Yuuko waits for her father to leave the house, making sure she hears the hum and growl of his car as it zooms out—her cue to start preparing for her long-awaited cooking lesson. She even bought a frilly apron for herself in the hopes that it will help the lesson sink in! It's the first thing she reaches for the moment her father leaves.
But more than her excitement, there's that lurking fear. What if her father comes home earlier than he should? What if he sees Yato? And what should she say when he finds him then?
The doorbell rings, and she panics.
Thundering steps can be heard once more as she scrambles for the door. Flustered and hurried, she speaks in formal Japanese, ]
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But more than her excitement, there's that lurking fear. What if her father comes home earlier than he should? What if he sees Yato? And what should she say when he finds him then?
The doorbell rings, and she panics.
Thundering steps can be heard once more as she scrambles for the door. Flustered and hurried, she speaks in formal Japanese, ]
Father, is something the ma—
[ ...
That's not her dad. ]