Next^^

i am not so happy about it. It started better but the quality declined later on. But this is only the beginning.

So I want to introduce Sazuko, my other OC for testing purposes. Comments? Situation wishes? Have fun^^

Disc: KHR! is not mine, am not making money with it.


Sazuko -Every beginning is hard- (OC Insert in Cannon)

It was one of the things expected from her. She was the oldest female child; her little sister had just been born a few weeks ago, and her big brother was male so he hadn't had to do it. Her mother was short on time with such a fussy baby and such a fussy husband.

Her father had requested it and so his will must be followed. (Not even Mother would say something against her husband.)

In preparation Sazuko went around the neighborhood collecting every recipe she could get her little hands on. The women living around their small farm were grateful to tell her many things, what to do and what not to, what would go well with certain dishes. One of the first women she went to, an elderly lady named Himata, gifted her a small booklet and a pen because there was no way a small girl about 7 years of age could remember all the snippets and recipes she got told.

After three days of walking around and gathering as much recipes as she could, little Sazuko stood inside the kitchen, a small footstool in front of the stove for easier reach. Her mother was sitting behind her at the table, small baby gathered in her arms and feeding the little attention monster. Before that they had looked through her little booklet and chosen the easiest recipe for Sazuko to cook on her own. (Or attempt it, but her father was such a hardass sometimes. Failure looked bad enough.)

Onigiri. The easiest recipe there ever was and quite a tasty meal. You could eat the balls of rice plain or filled with different things. The basic recipe was the same all over. It shouldn't be too difficult and Sazuko was quite hopeful for her first try on anything edible. Her little booklet laying by her side as the little girl with the long unkempt looking hazel hair, started reading.

Take rice, wash rice until the water runs clean. Wasn't so hard. The small girl swirled the rice around in the water, changing the liquid a few times until it ran clear.

Fill rice into a pot, add cold water until it reaches double the amount of rice. This step was a little bit harder as the pot kept getting heavier with the added water. Sazukos arms started shaking as she pushed the big pot over to the stove and then turned it on.

Wait until the water starts boiling, then turn off stove and let the rest of the heat cook the rice. NEVER take off the lid while cooking the rice! It took some time for the water to start boiling but Sazuko wasn't just standing there, she climbed onto the counter at the side and opened the big cupboard. With some difficulties, she took out the Hangiri for the cooked rice and opened the big fan for later. While working around the table, her mother observed her every move with keen eyes and a big smile. She had even offered help, but her daughter had declined with such a cute pout that she could hardly stop her loud squeal.

After 15 minutes, she drained the water and moved the rice into the Hangiri, instantly starting to fan it for cooling down. Sazuko had even mixed some sake and mirin for the taste and added more salt.

She shoveled the rice around, adding her mixture and fanning the cooling rice. Then she started to form her little balls. It didn't turn out as balls, though. They looked more like… eggs. Or Oranges. Or disfigured duck heads…

The small girl soldiered on, her cute face stuck in a frown, her tongue clenched in between her lips as she concentrated on making better… animal heads.

Her mother applauded her when small Sazuko presented her "Onigiri" to her.

"They look very tasty! I can't wait to taste them." Without waiting and with eyes only for her daughter, Mother shoved a whole – was that a goose head?- into her mouth and instantly wanted to gag.

Instead of tasting like normal Onigiri with seasoning it was startingly sweet. Like her oldest daughter had upended the whole bowl of sugar into it! Only a small sliver of salty taste touched her tongue.

Mother looked into the big, round eyes and every comment about the horrid taste left her.

"They are great! They taste so good! Let Mama have more!" With a roar of strength she snatched the rest of the Onigiri and rapidly shoved them down her throat!

-Don't chew just swallow! Dontchewjustswallow!- shot through her head and she held back the tears that wanted to stream down her face.

All for the sparkling little girl in front of her. All for the green eyes to look at her with such compliment and pride. She would do everything to keep that expression there.

Not everyone could be a Master on her first try. And to confuse sugar and salt was really really easy.

Maybe the next time she would take on a more active role as a teacher. Maybe then the food would turn out better. (She hoped.)


Everyone has to start somewhere and little Sazuko can't be a Maste at cooking at the very beginning, right? Maybe the next mishap will include some boiling oil^^

See you next time^^