I wonder what weird shit they have here. For spices and whatever.
[Some demon seasoning or something, hidden away in the back of the cabinet with the unground black pepper no one ever uses. Maybe there's something better than sake.
The pumpkin is glaring and frowning as Jiro holds it steady to cut it in half. When he jabs the knife in initially, its mouth hangs open in a silent scream.]
Holy shit.
[He quickly slices through its face before it bites his hand off or whatever it intended to do. Pumpkin innards leak out in a big mess on the counter. The pumpkin is separated into the two water-filled pots and set on the stove.]
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[Some demon seasoning or something, hidden away in the back of the cabinet with the unground black pepper no one ever uses. Maybe there's something better than sake.
The pumpkin is glaring and frowning as Jiro holds it steady to cut it in half. When he jabs the knife in initially, its mouth hangs open in a silent scream.]
Holy shit.
[He quickly slices through its face before it bites his hand off or whatever it intended to do. Pumpkin innards leak out in a big mess on the counter. The pumpkin is separated into the two water-filled pots and set on the stove.]