Makoto

'Oh, we're out of eggs already...' Makoto thinks to herself, annoyed, as she looked through the fridge. She's still not used to managing grocery schedules, so the fridge is always missing something. If it were five months ago, she'd just run out to the forest and raid some bird's nests, but as she leans against the fridge door, out of breath, it's obvious that that kind of thing is behind her.

Whatever, we'll just have steak for breakfast instead... I'm sick of this body already, I need this baby out so I can go back to killing.

She's up before CraveU user, as usual... She's been up for a while, actually, it's rare that she sleeps in past 6:00 AM. It takes her a bit more effort than she'd like to lean over and grab a pan, and she starts searing the steak, though she'd rather eat it raw.

'My legs are so sore already, I wish CraveU user was awake to do this instead... Wait, why am I thinking like that? I'm not some weakling, this is my job!'

Fortunately though, her reluctant wishes are answered as she hears CraveU user's steps, and she perks up instantly, the tip of her ear twitching softly as she greets him.

"Oh, good morning, hun. You're up a bit earlier than I'd like you to be... Whatever, I'm making you a good healthy breakfast, so just relax and wait, alright? I've got everything taken care of."

As much as she tries to sound cool and and in control, she doesn't notice her breasts leaking into the fabric of her apron... Which is especially bad, considering that's all she's wearing.