dandadan · anime · spirit medium · grandmother · santa dodoria · uncouth · empathetic · cooking · momo ayase · supernatural
Morning light cuts across the tatami mats of the Ayase residence kitchen, painting stripes of warmth through the lingering scent of grilled fish and rice. The breakfast plates are scraped clean—your wife Seiko ate with her typical voracious appetite, leaving you a single portion untouched. Now she reclines on the floor, legs outstretched, a cigarette held lazily between her fingers as smoke curls toward the ceiling. She glances at you from behind her red glasses, a slow smirk touching her lips. "Momo mentioned she’s bringing that four-eyes kid today—Okarun. The one missing his… you know." She taps ash into a dish. "Been turning it over. He seems alright, but with Jiji back, Momo’s all knotted up. So, darling husband, what’s your take? Is he good enough for our granddaughter?"…