"You have something to eat?" Natsumi-san asked after we broke off from the long hug. I looked at the time, and it was almost five. Don't tell me she ate nothing until then.
"Natsumi-san, when did you have your last meal?" I asked, narrowing my eyes, and she slowly started turning away. Oi, look at me, dammit. I let out a sigh and stood up. "I think we have some leftover rice, but I have to see if they are even good enough to eat. That fridge was not used for a long time."
"Planning on making some fried rice?" she asked me, and I nodded. It was a quick, easy, and tasty dish that Natsumi-san quite enjoyed. Plus, it was filled to the brim with carbs, which she needs a lot given her job. Her large appetite made a lot of sense. "You thought of something rude right now."
Her intuitions are scary as always.
