ㅤ ㅤ She followed him into the kitchen in complete silence, taking care not to step on his heels. Unlike Reimi, he moved so slowly, making her wonder how he would be able to contain the children if they did something dangerous—good reflexes were essential in that profession, to avoid any accidents. ❝ Please, just Reimi is fine. ❞ Her voice ever so gentle, since it made no sense to stick to formalities, since they would spend various days together. Reaching the kitchen island, her two hands rested on the icy surface, just following his movements with her eyes. ❝ I usually eat rice porridge and an omelet, with some green tea. ❞ Truth be told, she felt a little bad saying her preferences, but Atsushi quickly took care of the fridge and hinted that he would lead the way this time.
ㅤ ㅤ As for the children’s meal, a more thoughtful expression appeared on her face. It was a custom of hers to ask the parents what they couldn’t eat, if they had any allergies, things like that. ❝ They don’t have any food restrictions, so we can do the basics for the first breakfast together. ❞ Reimi suggested her modus operandi, which has always served her pretty well until then. Of course, no child was the same as the other, and those two were especially young, but perhaps that was precisely why their mission would succeed… At least as far as meals were concerned. ❝ We can ask what they prefer while we eat. ❞ Particularly, she liked to please them in that respect. With any luck, they could even use it for future negotiations—if things threatened to get out of hand.
ㅤ ㅤ Her gaze fell to the furniture where she leaned over, an index finger drawing circles absently. ❝ I take care of some kids from my neighborhood all the time. During the summer, usually three times a week, sometimes even more. ❞ An exemplary dedication, in fact. It might even seem like she was in dire need of money or something like that—but the truth was that Reimi had a lot of fun dealing with the little ones. If it was possible to reconcile that with hang out with her friends, so be it. ❝ Everybody says I’m good at it, let’s see if it works for them too… ❞ A soft smile touched her lips, pink eyes lifting up and searching for Atsushi. ❝ How about you? ❞ Actually, she didn’t know many boys who were babysitters… That must have meant he was really good at it.
𝙰𝚃𝚂𝚄𝚂𝙷𝙸 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝙸𝙼𝙼𝙴𝙳𝙸𝙰𝚃𝙴𝙻𝚈 𝚂𝙾𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙳 by her gentle voice ━━━━━━ and he was thankful, for that was the voice children often listened to. Not that his wasn’t, but he always found that kids were more receptive to girls ; or maybe it was just him being influenced by his only sister ━━━━━━━━ her words were basically law within their household only overruled by their mother. Her breakfast options were sound enough, not overly complicated and Atsushi appreciated the homely simplicity of it. He could work with that. ❛ That’s a good choice, though green tea might be too bitter for the babies, Mi-chin... ❜ he mumbled, thinking about the kids now.
The tall boy had been prepared to deal with food restrictions, his mother had taught him to cook when he was young, and they had always told him how to replace certain ingredients for healthier or better options, so that he would be able to cater to people’s needs or dietary restrictions. ❛ I can make some octopus-shaped sausages for them too. ❜ His purple eyes looked at her for approval, he had already decided to leave the head nanny position with her ━━━━━━ not because she didn’t think he could handle it, but simply because he was fairly lazy and being the responsible one was bothersome.
❛ Okay, we can do that... ❜ he nodded, knowing what the kids prefer to eat ━━ what they like and dislike ━━ would certainly be useful in the future to avoid surprises. For now, he settled into the routine of starting breakfast, gathering then ingredients and starting to work. ❛ Ah, so you always do this, then? ❜ He asked, relieved that she was actually experienced, not that he had doubted her ━━━━━━ she looked the part, plus there was a feeling about her that gave off experienced nanny vibes. ❛ Me? I have three nephews and a niece... ❜ he began, childlike voice softer as he thought about his family and the babies ━━ Murasakibara missed them a lot, they were all busy with being celebrities and all, plus he was stuck in Akita most of the time so he didn’t get to see them as often anymore. ❛ I’ve been taking care of them since they were newborns so I have some experience. It’s the first time I take babysitting as a summer job though~ ❜
As it was customary, when he thought about his family he wondered if she knew any of them ━━━━━━━━ his father and his second oldest brother where admittedly the most famous but everyone else also had a public job. ❛ Should we talk about rules now~? ❜ He asked, hands automatically going about preparing the rice porridge.
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