By the next morning, Azumi had finished the book she was reading. "That was...a lot," she muttered softly to herself. She felt Gaara move slightly and resumed scratching his scalp. The snakes woke up slowly with him.

He groaned softly, curling in closer to her as he surfaced from sleep. His arm slipped over her stomach and he pulled in even closer to her. He buried his face into her side to breathe in her scent for a moment and bask in the silence before he had to come up for air. "Morning," his voice was a thick rasp.

"Good morning," she smiled, closing the book and setting it aside. "Did you sleep well?" Naga hissed tiredly, moving to the other side of the bed so he could stretch his body out straight. Ryuga followed his lead, taking up more of the bed and going over both Azumi and Gaara as he stretched out.

"I did," he confirmed softly. He smiled, watching the snakes stretch out and felt a stretch of his own coming on. He arched a little as he sat up straighter to give her another kiss. He glanced at the book then at her. "Did you sleep at all?" he asked, his voice still rough.

"Not really," she hummed. "I got a little caught up in the lives of others." She took his hand in hers and brought it up to kiss the back of it. "But it is not like I am going anywhere so I can nap later."

"I see," he smiled. "Were they interesting?" He moved his hand from hers to cup her face. Not really giving her time to answer, he turned her face towards him to kiss her deeply. He did not want to leave her side yet. It irked him that he even had work that day but he planned on shortening his rounds significantly so he could return home much earlier. "I won't be gone long today but is there anything you want me to pick up?"

She hummed in thought for a moment. "Churros?" she asked herself softly. She gently pressed a hand to her stomach and then nodded. "Churros," she said.

"Churros for Mom and Baby, got it," he chuckled softly. He shifted to sit upright the curled down so he could kiss her stomach, careful not to shift the snakes. He fell back into place next to her with a long groan. "Maybe I will just get those churros and skip work," he joked. His body was a little sore from the brawling he did the day before. There was also the mess left behind from said brawl that needed to be dealt with. He did not want any of it.

"Um, no," she said. "You are a doctor, not a shopkeeper. A shopkeeper can decide not to open their shop if they do not feel like it. You, on the other hand, cannot just decide to not do your job. People need you. Go to them. The churros are not so important that you should skip work to get them."

"Why are you so sensible?" Gaara sighed heavily. Naga hissed something softly, teasing him for acting like a child. Gaara squinted playfully at the snake. "I'm being made fun of, aren't I?" he hummed. "I'll remember that when I pick up your treats today," he joked. He slowly pushed himself all the way up, stretching hard as he did. "I suppose I should get ready," he said, still not moving yet.

"It is still early," she hummed. She leaned forward as much as she could to look at the damage on her leg. "Do you think Shira and Sayumi are awake?"

"Mmm," he hummed, frowning at her leg. "Do you want anything at all for it?" He knew she would say no but had to offer at least something to take the edge off. "I'll have to cast it today so we don't risk the bones shifting on you," he said as he lifted his nose to the air. He caught the faint scent of pancakes but...lighter being make. "Shira is up," he chuckled.

Azumi paused for a second, catching the scent as well. "Oh, now I am excited," she hummed. She looked at Gaara and smiled. "I do not want to take anything. I can handle the pain for now."

He nodded, figuring that would be her response. He stood up with another hard stretch then took long strides to the door. The scent of coffee was strong in the air. There was also someone in their doorway as soon as he opened it.

"Oh, good! You're up," Sayumi beamed with a tray in her hands. It was loaded up with a pot of tea, coffee, and two plates with soft, delicately folded, thin pancakes, a small bowl of chocolate spread, rose jam, and two bowls of fruit. "Shira made crepes!"

Azumi, Naga, and Ryuga all perked up when the door was opened. "You got all three snakes excited," Gaara chuckled, taking the tray from Sayumi. "Thank you." Ryuga took the opportunity to quickly move from the bed toward Sayumi and coil up her body.

"Good morning," Azumi grinned from the bed.

"Good morning," Sayumi giggled at Ryuga's immediate appearance. She pet down his body and nuzzled her jaw against his face as she walked into the room. She retook her seat from the night before, continuing to pet Ryuga. "Did you two sleep alright?"

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" Gaara chuckled. "I hope everything was comfortable."

"The best sleep I've ever had," her eyes sparkled. "Honestly, I've never slept on a bed so nice!"

"You almost feel undeserving of it, right?" Azumi chuckled, knowing she sure did.

"Exactly!" Sayumi gushed.

"Well, that's simply not true," Shira said, appearing in the doorway.

"If there were ever two ladies who deserved luxury, it would be you two," Gaara agreed.

Gaara brought the tray over to Azumi and set it down on the small table near the bed. She reached for the coffee first, pulling it closer with a discreet gently nudge of the cup from Gaara and taking a sip.

"You two are so sweet," Sayumi chuckled as Shira wrapped his arms around her from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"Sickly so," Shira chuckled, kissing her cheek. "You have to tell me how these turned out. This is Sayumi's recipe!" he said excitedly. "If you like them, I have more downstairs."

"Thank you," Azumi smiled. Gaara rested a plate in her lap as she set her coffee down on the table. She took a few bites of the crepe and hummed contentedly. For a second, she was sure her pupils dilated then constricted back to their normal vertical shape. She immediately started taking more bites of the crepe.

"I think that means it came out great," Gaara chuckled.

Sayumi's eyes lit up in wonder. Shira chuckled, stealing a fruit from the tray. "I'll take it," he laughed, popping the piece into his mouth.

"Your eyes do that when you're excited?" Sayumi could not help but ask. There was an air of awe in her voice.

Azumi paused for a moment. "I suppose to put it simply," she hummed, "yes. But if that were true, I think I would have had nonstop round pupils. I get excited a lot but it rarely happens. And when it does it is usually because one of my senses was overstimulated. Usually in a good way."

"That's adorable," Sayumi squeaked softly into a bite of her crepe. Gaara bit his lip to keep a laugh in, nodding to Sayumi enthusiastically. He had seen it enough times when they were intimate and he loved it every time.

"I love seeing it happen," Shira grinned. "It means I did a good job." He rocked his head in a little happy dance.

"So what are your plans for today?" Sayumi asked.

"I'm being forced to go see my patients," Gaara joked, causing Azumi to scoff.

"And I'm not doing anything until I have to go prep for the restaurant's opening so I'll be here for a while," Shira said.

"And I cannot move," Azumi chuckled.

"I'm here to hang out with you," Sayumi told her.

"Utakata is coming over with ingredients for a bath set. Would you like to learn how to make them?"

"I would love to!" Sayumi grinned.

"She makes the best stuff," Gaara gushed a little. "She even used to sell it in my cousin's shop."

"Wait," Shira pouted. "I don't think I've ever had any of your custom stuff."

"Well, I guess that means we know who we are making the bath set for," Sayumi giggled.

"Then I will gladly teach you," Azumi smiled at her as she finished her crepes and coffee then set it on the table. Naga coiled up on her lap where the plate was and hissed softly. She pet along his body and leaned back against the pillows.

Shira grinned. "I'm excited about this bath set," he said. He waited for Gaara to finish eating before taking the tray, leaving the cups of tea on the bedside table for them. "We'll let you get ready," he told Gaara.

"See you downstairs," Gaara said to him and Sayumi and they turned to leave the room. Azumi did not even try to protest Ryuga going with them.

"I'll make another plate of crepes for the baby," Shira smirked at Azumi before disappearing.

"I wonder if this baby is going to eat as much when it is born," she hummed.

"Um," Gaara paused. "Did you eat a lot?" he asked her. "Because I didn't until I was about eight. That was about the time Shira started wanting to learn to cook," he laughed.

"I do not remember, honestly," she chuckled. "That would be a question for my father."

He looked at Azumi's leg and hummed. "Before I leave, I'll put your leg in the cast so we can free this one," he said, putting his hand on her right thigh.

She smiled, pulling him into a kiss and placing her hand over his. "Thank you," she said against his lips before pulling away. "Can I also be moved to the back balcony?" she chuckled. "I think I need to be in the sun for a while and as much as I love this bed, I will actually go insane being stuck in bed for so long."

"We can do that," he chuckled. "I don't want you losing your mind while having a broken leg." He pressed into another kiss. "I think I actually have a wheelchair somewhere. Give me a few minutes to go look for it," he told her. "Then you can just be pushed." He pulled away, kissing her forehead then crossed the room. "Do you need anything else while I'm downstairs?" he asked her.

She thought for a second and then shook her head. "Nope," she smiled. "Just you to come back to me," she winked.

"I'll always come back to you," he smiled, blushing lightly as he turned to leave. He made his way downstairs to look for the chair and gather what he needed for the cast. Putting it all in a basket, he started for the closet he was sure he had seen the chair in last. He had a feeling he lent it to Komushi but it never hurt to look. He set the basket down as he came upon the closet and pulled the door open. He immediately regretted it, sighing heavily as a blast of hot air hit him. He braced himself for the dense heat. Luckily for him, he found the chair resting back against the back wall. Making his way through the few obstacles in his way, he pulled the chair out of the closet and started to clean it off.

Shira came up behind him. "Ah, I'll clean it for you," he said. Gaara tensed up, eyes wide and he clutched a hand to his chest. "What?" Shira asked, peering over his best friend's shoulder. "Did I scare you?"

"No," Gaara rolled his eyes. He shook off the spook, turning to hand him the chair.

"I did," Shira laughed. "It's been years since I've done that," he chuckled. "Ah," he sighed, patting Gaara's shoulder. "Now I know you are stressed."

Gaara almost protested but Shira was his best friend. Of course, he could see he was stressed. "Just...a little," he sighed, picking up the basket.

"She'll be fine," Shira assured him.

"I know she will," he sighed. "I just worry..."

"Too much," he smiled at Gaara. "Go back to her. Sayumi should be with her by now. And you still have patients to see."

Gaara pouted at the mention of his job. "Yeah, yeah," he chuckled, shifting the basket on his arm. "I'll meet you up there." He made the short trip back upstairs and knocked lightly before entering.

Sayumi perked up, pausing in the conversation with Azumi the moment she saw it was Gaara. "Welcome back," she said.

Azumi grinned up at him. "You came back to me," she chuckled. She looked at the basket and tilted her head slightly. "Oh, that looks like this will be a process," she hummed. "Will you have time?"

"I told you," he smiled, circling the bed to kiss her temple, "I will always come back to you." He turned to set the basket down on the floor and shrugged. "My first patient is Inojin. He's fine. I know he's fine because we just saw him. This won't take long at all as long as you can bear the pain. And I know you can do that," he gave her a half-smirk.

"Of course. I am an expert at bearing pain," she smirked. Naga moved to wrap around her and nuzzle against her jaw, telling her that he will help ease whatever pain she feels. "Thank you," she chuckled.

"That doesn't like a skill people should want to have," Shira chuckled as he entered the room.

"But it is a useful one," Sayumi smirked. She got up to make way for the cleaned wheelchair.

"I am not saying I am proud of it, but it does come in handy," Azumi said, followed by a slight hiss in pain as she got into a better position for Gaara to start the casting process. Naga started to move in front of her, swaying a little to put her into a trance since she would not feel pain in that state. For a second, she faltered and then shook her head. "I am fine, Naga," she said softly. "Really."

"Naga, save it for about five minutes from now," Gaara chuckled. "You can relax for a moment. I'll be right back." He pulled a bowl and a white sack from the basket then slipped out of the room again. Shira retook his seat from the day before and leaned into Sayumi.

Azumi looked at Naga who hissed a little frantically, obviously worried for her. "Do not worry," she smiled. "It cannot be as bad as it was when it first broke." She looked at Sayumi and Shira, chuckling softly at how both Shira and Ryuga were cuddling Sayumi like they were fighting over her. Ryuga hissed softly to Azumi, telling her to tell Shira to get off of his human.

Shira squinted at Ryuga. "He's talking shit, isn't he?" He squinted harder. "I am nothing but nice to you!" he pouted. He wrapped his arm around Sayumi's waist in a subtle expression of possession.

Ryuga hissed at him again as he slithered around Sayumi's shoulders, making her giggle a little. "Boys, boys, relax," she teased.

Ryuga backed down slightly only because Sayumi said to. "She is not your human," Azumi told him. Ryuga back hissed at her with an attitude. "Do not talk to me like that," she scolded him just as Gaara came back in.

Gaara looked between everyone. Shira was pouting, Ryuga was pouting harder, Sayumi was laughing softly, and he was pretty sure Naga was rolling his eyes. "What did I miss?" he chuckled, setting the bowl he left with down on the end of the bed.

"Ryuga's trying to steal the love of my life. First Mitsuki and now this!" Shira pouted, taking Sayumi's arm and burying his face in her upper arm.

"No one is going to steal me from you," Sayumi said softly, kissing Shira on the cheek.

"Especially not a snake or my thirteen-year-old brother," Azumi assured him.

"You have nothing to worry about," Gaara chuckled. As soon as he got everything ready, Naga was ready to put Azumi in a trance. "Okay, brace yourself," he told her as he reached for the towel. "I'll work as fast as I can."

"Want to hold my hand?" Sayumi offered.

"I will be fine," Azumi said. She looked at Sayumi and saw the look on her face. As if holding hands would make Sayumi feel better about the whole situation. "Alright," she chuckled, holding her hand out for Sayumi to take. With a grin, Sayumi moved closer to held Azumi's hand.

"I'm starting now," Gaara said. As soon as he started moving, a pain shot up her leg. She bit back a pained groan but Naga was already moving in front of her. He knew her well enough to know that she could not focus on bearing the pain at the same time as pulling herself out of a trance and she would succumb to the trance easily. Which she did.

Gaara did not pause in his work as he formed the cast around her leg. He made sure the bone was still set and that she would still be able to bend her knee. She would be able to use crutches for a little while but the chair would suit her better with the weight of the baby added.

Sayumi and Shira watched in fascination at the state Azumi was in. It was not every day they watched a human being charmed like a snake. It conflicted Gaara. He glanced at her every once in a while as he worked to make sure she was still okay. The whole thing took him nearly forty minutes to finish.

Once he was done, he gently set her leg down. "You can let her go now, Naga," he told the snake. Naga hissed softly, stopping his movements and immediately nuzzling against Azumi's jaw.

She groaned softly, rubbing her temples. A headache was forming and she tried not to get mad about the fact that she was put into a trance after she said she did not need to be put into one. She leaned back against the pillows and sighed, taking a moment to come back to herself. After a few seconds, she looked down at her leg. "Oh, it is done," she hummed.

"It is." Gaara was at her side quickly. He ran his fingers through her hair before leaning down to kiss her forehead. "Do you want something for the headache?" he asked her. "It won't be medication just something to drink," he told her softly. Sayumi gave her hand a gentle squeeze.

Shira shifted in his chair, ready to get her anything she wanted. "You'll be able to go to the balcony now," he chuckled.

"Mm," Azumi hummed. "Just tea, I suppose." She sat up and let go of Sayumi's hand. "I will be fine with just that."

Shira got up to head for the door. "You got it," he winked at her.

"Are you up for moving or do you need a few minutes to rest?" he asked her. "There is no rush. Shira will be able to help you move to your chair."

"I can help her, too," Sayumi smirked at him. "I'm a lot stronger than I look." She lifted her chin.

"I have no doubt about that," Gaara chuckled.

"I can move," Azumi said, sitting up a little straighter and maneuvering herself to the edge of the bed. Sayumi held the chair in place for her as she moved from the bed to the chair, keeping her legs on the bed until she was sure she was in the chair. Slowly and carefully, she moved her legs off of the bed and onto the footrests.

"Are you ready?" Sayumi asked Azumi once she was settled in. "Time to get you and the baby some fresh air," she grinned, putting her hands on the handles.

"Do you want a blanket or anything?" Gaara asked.

"Don't you have patients to see?" Sayumi reminded Gaara with a smirk. "Run along, good doctor. I can get her blankets and tea and anything else she needs."

Gaara opened his mouth then sighed, giving them a sheepish smile. "Alright," he said, raising his hands in surrender then circling the bed and leaning down to kiss Azumi fully. "Like I said, I won't be gone long today."

She cupped his face, pushing into another kiss. "Do not forget the churros," she smirked as she pulled away.

"I won't," he promised before he finally and reluctantly grabbed his doctor's bag and set off to work.

Sayumi sighed a soft giggle once he was gone. "He really loves you," she smiled, starting to push the chair out of the room. "It's adorable."

"I am quite excited to see how he is as a father," Azumi smiled. "I know he will be great but I think it will be even more adorable to see how he interacts with our baby."

"I agree!" Sayumi grinned. "He's clearly going to be very doting." She stopped at the end of the hall. "You'll have to direct me. I've only been to the balcony once and it was from the front door," she laughed, realizing she had no idea where she was going.

Azumi chuckled softly. "I have not been here very long myself," she admitted. "If I recall correctly it is just beyond the sitting room."

"I also don't know where that is," Sayumi laughed.

"Shira!" Azumi called with a grin.

"I'm coming," Shira called back. They could hear the smile in his voice. He shook his head as he rounded the corner and came up the stairs, a tray of tea and snacks in hand. "It's this way," he chuckled, gesturing in a completely different direction then they had thought to go in.

"Well, we were both wrong," Sayumi laughed, following after her boyfriend.

They made their way out to the balcony and Sayumi wheeled the chair up to the table. Shira set the tray down in the middle of the table and he and Sayumi took their seats across from Azumi. "I know I have said this a lot, but thank you," Azumi said to both of them as she poured her tea. "Your help means a lot. And I think...it puts him more at ease which in turn makes me feel better," she chuckled.

"He does worry a lot," Shira said.

"I know," she hummed. "And I feel bad about that."

"It's just proof that he cares," Sayumi smiled. "And how good of a father he will be."

"Gaara is so excited to be a father," Shira chuckled. "He won't stop talking about everything he's got planned," he grinned, taking a piece of fruit from the tray.

"Oh, yes," Utakata said from the doorway. "He has that child's life planned from birth to about five years old. So brace yourself," he chuckled, walking out with a basket on his arm and Kaida wrapped around his shoulders.

"I am sure he does," Azumi chuckled.

Utakata leaned down to hug her as he placed the basket on the table. "I see you are no longer confined to the bed. I am sure you would have gone insane. I hope you do not mind but a little snake decided to tag along with me." He gestured to the doorway where Mitsuki appeared. Immediately, Shira tensed up.

"Stand your ground," Azumi told Shira softly. "He is thirteen. He cannot really do anything to you."

"Good morning, Sister," Mitsuki smiled at Azumi, leaning in to give her a hug. "Shira," he hissed sharply the moment he laid eyes on him at the table. "Lady Goddess," the edge in the boy's voice was instantly gone replaced by a glowing joy, "I didn't know you were going...wait..." He stopped short, realizing this woman was different. Ryuga suddenly wrapped up Mitsuki's body and hissed sharply that he needed to back off. That was his human.

"I think you both need to relax," Azumi said, holding Mitsuki by the back of his shirt so he could not get closer to Sayumi and Shira.

"Who is this cutie?" Sayumi grinned.

"This is my younger brother," Azumi answered.

Mitsuki grinned wide. "I am Mitsuki," he said.

"He has a crush on Lady Sachiko."

"We are in love."

"And he thinks he can fight Shira." Mitsuki shot Shira a half-glare which caused the older man to tense up again. "Relax, Shira. I will not let him do anything to you." She tugged Mitsuki's shirt, forcing him into a chair.

"You have a crush on her, too!" Sayumi gushed, discreetly holding Shira's hand under the table. "I have a crush on her, too," she giggled. "You have very refined taste," she nodded. Ryuga hissed a small pouty sound as he wound his way back up Sayumi's body. She was prettier than Lady Sachiko.

"I brought you everything Gaara asked for and a few extra things," Utakata said lowly to Azumi while the other three went on about the Lady Goddess Sachiko.

"Thank you," she grinned, sorting through everything that was in the basket. "This will be perfect." She looked up at him, keeping her voice just as low. "Other than Mitsuki, no one followed you, right?" She was sure there was nothing to worry about but it did not hurt to ask just to be safe.

Utakata shook his head. "No one but him," he assured her. "He sort of insisted on coming to see you. But now your father might find out about..." He looked down at the table to indicate her leg.

She shook her head. "No. Not yet. I will make sure of that. And when he does find out, I will make sure he does not find out how it happened."

Utakata nodded and opened his mouth to respond when they heard a low hiss at the other end of the table. Mitsuki was glaring harshly as Shira again, little fangs poking out of his mouth.

"Oh, those are cute," Sayumi tried not to laugh, feeling Shira tense up next to her.

"She is the girlfriend I was talking about, Mitsuki!"

Azumi looked over at her brother and rolled her eyes. "Put those away," she said, flicking his mouth. Naga moved from her to Mitsuki, ready to put him in a trance as well.

Mitsuki pouted, rubbing his lip. "I am fine, Naga," he said as he gently pet the snake to get him to back down.

"So you all have fangs?" Sayumi asked, shifting Ryuga gently on her shoulders.

"We do," Azumi nodded. "It is a genetic mutation. Much like our eyes. We produce venom, too."

Sayumi breathed a soft wow. "So your little one will have them, too?" she asked. "Oh, wait, sorry I don't mean to probe."

"We do not mind," Mitsuki grinned.

"There are not many of us so we expect questions," Azumi chuckled. "And yes, the baby will also have fangs. And most likely eyes like ours."

"This might sound like a dumb question," Shira laughed, "but do you lose the fangs like other teeth?"

"It is not a dumb question," Azumi assured him. "We do not. They grow in with our baby teeth and continue to grow until we have all of our adult teeth. We never lose our fangs because they are attached to a venom sac in the back of the mouth."

"It would hurt a lot if the tube that connects them was detached," Mitsuki chimed in.

"If you lose your fang," Utakata chuckled, "then you only have one fang from then on."

"Oh! That sounds painful," Sayumi grimaced a little. "But imagining a baby with fangs is adorable. Will they know how to naturally use them or were you all taught?"

"We know how to use them naturally but we were taught maintenance and care," Azumi said.

"I used to get mine stuck a lot because I produced too much venom," Utakata sighed. "It would build up and dry up around the gums and the fang would never come out."

"Oooh, that sounds like it can get irritating," Shira rubbed his jaw. "I wish I could be around to see this little one grow up."

"Who says you won't be?" Sayumi raised her eyebrow.

"Ah, well, I could leave the restaurant but I'd have to find someone I really trust. You'd have to come with me," he said, putting his hand on her waist. Ryuga's tailed flicked down to snap at Shira's hand. He gave him a side glare.

"Ryuga," Azumi hissed at the snake. She looked at Shira. "I am sorry about him. But I do promise that Gaara and I will visit. His whole family is here. I cannot just take him from everyone forever."

"I'll miss him," Shira pouted, shaking the sting from his hand. He chuckled uneasily. "How can I win your affection back?" He pouted a little at Ryuga.

Ryuga hissed at him, telling him to stop being with Sayumi. "Ryuga!" Azumi scolded. He flinched a little and sighed, moving closer to Shira to rub his head against his jaw.

Mitsuki giggled behind his hand then reached for a snack from the plate.

"You are easy to bully," Utakata chuckled at Shira.

"Do not let people take advantage of your golden heart," Azumi told him. "You are also very built. You could hold Mitsuki down if he ever attacked you."

"No, he couldn't," Mitsuki scoffed.

Sayumi giggled, squeezing Shira's bicep. "You totally could, babe," she kissed his cheek. "I'll root for you."

"I will root for you, too," Azumi said.

Mitsuki gasped hard, pressing a hand to his chest. "But you are my sister!" he said. "You are supposed to root for me!"

"No, I am not," she shook her head. "Now," she looked at him, gripping his jaw and keeping his face in front of hers, "stop trying to intimidate Shira. You have no real reason to be attacking him."

"But I do have a reason," he pouted through the squishing of his cheeks.

"How about this, Mitsuki," Shira started, "I'll make you horchata and your favorite food, and you don't kick my ass."

Azumi looked at Mitsuki pointedly as she let his face go, telling him he better be nice. Mitsuki took a moment to truly consider it and then sighed. "Fine," he said. "I like scrambled eggs."

"I can do that," Shira smiled. "And I can dress it up really well."

Mitsuki nodded and then Azumi nudged him gently. "Thank you," he finally said.

"Sounds like a deal," Shira grinned. "Want to help me?" he asked.

Mitsuki looked at him hard for a moment then sighed. "Alright," his cheeks puffed out. "Can you add extra cinnamon to the horchata?"

"I sure can," Shira said as he stood up. "Let's go." Azumi patted Mitsuki on the back as he got up and followed Shira back inside. She looked at Sayumi. "I am sorry about him."

"It's fine," she smiled fondly. "Boys his age usually have a lot of energy. His crush is adorable." She rested her chin on the back of her hand. "And Shira is a big softy."

"Which is so funny," Utakata chuckled. "Considering I have seen him actually pick someone up and throw them out of his restaurant on more than one occasion."

"I believe it," Azumi smirked, setting up all of the oils with the small portable burner that Utakata brought. "Ready to learn how to make these products?" she smiled at Sayumi.

"Oh, we're doing this right here!" Sayumi sat up straighter, scooting her chair in closer.

"It is too beautiful of a day to not do this outside," Azumi chuckled.

"Teach me your ways."