[ Pseudo-goddess magic does sound more convenient than using chafer dishes. Aira herself doesn't have a brain cell to spare on the matter, and with some appreciative cooing, she jumps right in to fill up a plate.
Noodles are hanging out of her mouth when she turns to reply. There are also stars in her eyes, and all feels right with the world. ]
Eely? I'shatoo?
[ Oh, bad habit. She slurps up the noodles and swallows. ]
Hem. Uh, yeah, we totally have traditions like that! We eat toshi-koshi soba, which has these extra long noodles that are supposed to represent longevity? Like, in life. And there's osechi-ryori, where we put different foods into separate little boxes, kind of like a bento. Those all have their own meanings, too.
[ It would be polite at this juncture for Aira to ask a question in return, but she's back to snarfing instead. She'll get there? Maybe? ]
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Date: 2025-02-03 05:00 am (UTC)Noodles are hanging out of her mouth when she turns to reply. There are also stars in her eyes, and all feels right with the world. ]
Eely? I'shatoo?
[ Oh, bad habit. She slurps up the noodles and swallows. ]
Hem. Uh, yeah, we totally have traditions like that! We eat toshi-koshi soba, which has these extra long noodles that are supposed to represent longevity? Like, in life. And there's osechi-ryori, where we put different foods into separate little boxes, kind of like a bento. Those all have their own meanings, too.
[ It would be polite at this juncture for Aira to ask a question in return, but she's back to snarfing instead. She'll get there? Maybe? ]