The kitchen became the domain of the Fushiguro father and son. Unwilling to be left out, Satoru Gojo squeezed his way in to show off his skills, seemingly determined to outdo Toji Fushiguro.
As a man officially declared perfect in every respect except his personality, Satoru Gojo had cooking skills worth looking forward to as well.
Still, the occasional taunts and arguments drifting out of the kitchen made its safety a little worrying.
Fortunately, however unreliable those two overgrown children were, Megumi Fushiguro, the most dependable person there, managed to rein them in and maturely put a stop to their pointless squabbling.
Probably only Tsumiki would respect those two elders. At least to Aikawa Kaze, this was hardly a heartwarming interaction between a biological father, an adoptive father, and their child. This was clearly an exhausted Mama Megumi looking after two restless three-and-a-half-year-olds!
Meanwhile, Tsumiki had no attention to spare for the commotion in the kitchen. She was caught up in her worries.
Although Satoru Gojo was wealthy and took good care of them, neither Megumi nor Tsumiki took it for granted, much less asked for anything more.
She felt that her coma had already caused everyone a great deal of trouble, and now there might be another problem.
Even though Tsumiki was delighted that Megumi and Kaze's father was alive... his bad influence really was a concern!
Seeing Tsumiki looking troubled, Aikawa Kaze couldn't help growing curious.
"Is there something wrong with him? If you don't like him..."
"No, no, that's not what I meant."
Tsumiki was too embarrassed to say that she worried he would lead Megumi astray, or that creditors might come knocking if he hadn't paid off his debts.
After all, Toji Fushiguro, currently wearing an apron and earnestly cooking, did have a faint, strangely fitting