Shigure played with the idea of writing another novel in another category but quickly shook the thought away after thinking, "What will my editor say?" He was slouched over his desk in his black kimono; head rested on the computer keyboard while the computer repeatedly typed dddddddddddddddddddd.
Kyou was staring at a moth outside the window, and yuki was playing Dai hao min with Momiji and Tohru… what a normal day. Shigure watched the four, and concocted in his mind what would happen if he called a bunch of dogs to attack them. "Anyone hungry?" he asked, still resting on the keyboard.
When Shigure heard no answer he sunk even deeper into the keyboard which was now typing aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa as he rested his eyes on the key. "Well I am." He said in a pouting sort of voice.
"Ok Shii-san!" said Momiji, flinging his cards around the room. He didn't bother picking them up, he knew that Tohru would eventually have the duty of cleaning.
"It's okay Momiji-kun," said the zodiac dog with a half smile as Momiji began running over a list of food he would make. They all knew that Momiji couldn't cook for his life, even though he tried on many occasions.
Kyou twitched his nose in rememberance of the dreaded tuna fish, which was actually poison blowfish. "Momiji, what Shigure means is that he doesn't want anyone to come to harm as they would if they ate your food," he said turning to Momiji who suddenly looked exasperated.
"Never mind," said Shigure with a small laugh, settling his hands down on the keys and beginning to type. "This stuff is great."