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[lumberlady]

[Lunatia's resident centaur lady is back on screen, and this time she's sharing the spotlight with... a table full of fresh vegetables? Still a bit dirty, fresh from the soil, good ol' vegetables... That Konoha bows over to start out.]

Hello, everyone! My name is Konoha... I'm a jinba, or a "centaur" if you want... I'm from Echigo in Japan, but lots of people say I'm from the past...

[She's just going to do the same introduction every time, counting off details on her fingers to make sure she gets all the good points... there's too many people on this thing and she doesn't check it enough to keep track... oops. Anyway-]

I wanted to ask people some questions about food! My husband and I have set up a little farmstead, but the crops are growing, um, way faster than they really ought to be... [we're just going to speed past the blush] and it's not like we actually have to work for money here, so I was thinking of not just taking the crops to market but... serving meals at the house? Or sending them to people elsewhere in the city? I don't know, but I've met a lot of people here who said they just eat food from the stores, and I know those are really convenient, but it can't be better than a home cooked meal, can it?


[Look at this big turnip! Isn't it healthy looking?! Don't you just want to eat it?? Konoha smiles, making the root vegetable dance around the screen.]

So... can I ask you some questions about what sort of food you like? Or what kind of things you miss from your home? Maybe what they make in your country with vegetables? If you give me some of your time, I'll send you some fresh ones as a "thank you"-

Promise!

[One last bow... and she and the turnip sign off.]

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[lumberlady]

[Oh.

Konoha hadn't known many soldiers in her own world- not proper career ones, anyway. She was low by birth, the daughter of an armless broodmare and the adopted child of rural farmers, and the only people she'd known who had fought in the wars that raged when she was too young to remember were drafted commoners- at least, the few that had come home with scars both physical and mental. Her adopted parents' sons had never come back.

But since leaving that village for worlds beyond she's met lots of people who claimed to know only violence and fighting... and her capacity to feel pity for that lot in life hasn't waned. It seemed so sad... even if she'd learned not to say so out loud too easily for risk of offense.

So... she just looks for some other way to help. Finds it. She thinks Giyuu could take care of himself, but if Shinobu would feel better knowing someone was looking out for him...]

Then... When you need time to yourself you can just send Tomioka-san to me! We have a small room above the storehouse, and my husband and I could always use an extra hand, especially during harvests!

[Which came... way more frequently than was natural for their crops thanks to the rather potent fertilizer that was moonlacing, so-

She looks over to Giyuu to make sure he was alright with that... which. Maybe she'd been super wrong about thinking they were married, this was slightly more verbal abuse than she's used to seeing between coworkers-]

Right, Tomioka-san?

[tomioka]

[ Though at many times the talking point of their conversation, Giyuu himself hardly said a word throughout. For the bulk of it, his mouth was full of food - not words. That only comes about when he's pressed for an answer by their host, to which he first responds by finishing off a cup of hot tea.

Then he lets out a breath. A long one. So long, in fact, that it seems it might never end; until abruptly, it does. Out from his mouth spills the first sound he's made in quite some time - ]

Koff.

[ Along with blood that he catches on the inside of his hand. Rather than pay it any mind however, Giyuu believes that the cause had already been explained in enough detail, and retreading that ground would only make him the target for further harassment from Shinobu. So he simply lowers his hand and nods. ]

If there is ever a need. [ Here, he gives his fellow demon slayer a look, one perhaps more self-assured than she's ever seen before, but it's short-lived; his eyes make contact with Konoha's right after. ] Perhaps even when there isn't.

[insecution]

Great! You can keep him for as long as you’d like.

[ Had she not cared for what it might to do them in the long-term, she’d have them keep Giyuu forever. Foisting him off on such a wonderful couple seems a bit mean, though—even for her.

That aside, he’s in no position to be working for them regardless. Shinobu can tell as much from a simple little cough. Anybody else might reason it as Giyuu clearing his throat or choking on a wad of food he didn’t chew properly, but she knows better. His breathing’s been off for a while now. Him struggling to deaden the noise of each in- and exhale only serves to further confirm her suspicions; he’s still not well and he’s gone too long without bed rest. He’s likely only holding on through sheer force of will, the stubborn idiot that he is.

If he won’t do what’s best for him, Shinobu will get him to do it herself. She rises from her seat at the table, but not without first dipping her head towards their gracious host. ]

Thank you for the food, Konoha-san. I’ll have to make sure he’s fit to work before he comes by to trouble you again.

[ Giyuu gets a look in return that tells him not to challenge her. ]

Shall we head back?

[lumberlady]

[Konoha doesn't know much about healing. Sure, she knows that you should get the poison out of viper bites, splint broken bones, and try to keep cuts clean... But she certainly doesn't know the difference between blood-in-the-lungs coughing and I've-been-stuffing-my-face-this-whole-time coughs. What she does have is a keen nose, and there's a moment when her brows turn down in confusion, the scent of iron she associates with blood spiking in the corner of her senses, but-]

Oh-

[But then Shinobu is standing, and Konoha bows back automatically, her mind more than sufficiently distracted and a few seconds behind her body. Already? But then again, she'd probably invited them so suddenly they likely had other things to be doing, so-]

Of course! Here, at least let me pack some things for you-

[With a scrape of hooves on the floor she gets back to her feet, using the apron hanging in front of her equine lower chest to protect her hands as she takes the hot pot off the hearth hook and trots into the kitchen for a few minutes...

Before she's back and ready to see them out, a few plastic containers (plastic was so amazing?) bundled up in a furoshiki that she hands to Giyuu with a smile. He's bigger, okay, and she might have put more than just the hot pot leftovers in there. There might also be some rice balls, pickles, and boiled meat and potatoes stuffed in there, too.

She likes it when people can appreciate home cooking, okay?]

Come back any time, alright? Even just to talk.

[And alright, maybe that was a strange thing to say in front of Giyuu more than Shinobu, but. She couldn't help but be curious about this Japan that they knew.

Next time.]