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Okay, so maybe Yuzu put it all together, but I stirred it. That counts as me helping at least, right?” He shrugged his shoulders, blowing on the soup to cool it down before bringing it to Keigo’s lips, nudging the spoon on his mouth.·“Are you going to keep whining about who made it, or are you going to eat it?” He huffed, eyebrows raised. Nice to know Keigo didn’t change at all when he got sick.·











