Boss Rimi's posts

Allen had a point, living life in a state of constant fear was not healthy for anyone. Although the idea of being paranoid and weary of everyone was a pretty good one. Kaneko took a small drink of her water and picked up her spoon again. It was possible that the person was still out there. If the girls knew this person, they would probably tell them Allen was still alive. Would they make it a habit to check in on him daily now? Or would they actually leave him alone? For someone who just had a huge scare, Allen seemed pretty calm about the whole thing. If she were in his shoes, she'd be a terrified mess.

"Well you're right. No use in being afraid all the time.." she admitted quietly, just then the phone rang and she scrambled to pick it up, slamming her thigh against the table in the process. "Ouch!" She hissed and picked up the house phone. "Hello?" She asked. It was her father, he was finally on his way home and she wasn't too happy about it. He had said he'd be home earlier. But it turned out he was going to be later instead. "Okay. I made you dinner. I'll heat it up when you get here. Mhm, I will..see you later. Bye." She hung up the phone and sighed. At least he wasn't dead. He was alive for another day. Walking back to the kitchen, she took her seat again and continued to eat quietly. "S-sorry.." She said quietly.

Kaneko was still eating slowly when Allen stopped for a moment to speak. She felt rude eating when he was talking so she stopped, leaving her spoon in her stew and swallowing the current bite she had in her mouth after chewing it a bit. "So...so someone did this to you?" She asked. Oh dear, maybe that's why he was so frightened when those girls showed up. He had probably thought that they were the person who did this to him who had come back to finish him off. She couldn't even imagine the fear he must have felt when that happened. Whenever it had happened. Clearly it was long ago since he didn't remember much of the incident. Just the most memorable thing. The pain he felt.

He said he would be fine. He didn't need it. So she didn't press any further. "Well...alright then. If you say so." She believed him, Why would he lie about such a serious thing? Now she had more questions though. Who would do such a thing to him and why? She couldn't imagine him having any enemies. He was too kind. Well so far he was. People did change over time. Had he picked a fight with the wrong person?

He wasn't born blind? How sad, to be able to see and suddenly you can't. "It must have been hard.." Kaneko said quietly. Still not sure if this was something he'd want to really talk about. "I'm sorry to hear that Allen. So you can't remember what it was that happened?" she asked. Why was she being nosy? "S-sorry, you don't have to answer if you don't feel comfortable. I'm sorry for being so nosy." She said and chuckled nervously.

Allen had said it helped with the pain which meant he needed it with him always. Yet, he didn't have it with him right now. "Umm..a-are you sure you don't need to go get it? I mean...I j-just don't want you to be in any pain." Kaneko explained softly, taking another bite of the stew happily.

Using the napkin to wipe her lips, she sipped her water before asking, "Have you always been making herbal remedies? Or did you recently learn about them?" Kaneko was a curious girl. Perhaps too curious, depending on who you ask. There was a sound of a car nearing the house but it just whipped by. Kaneko glanced at the clock, it was really late. Her father promised to be home earlier tonight but he had clearly forgotten. She frowned slightly, but quickly shook the thought out of her head.

No need to think sad things right now. She actually had company for once and she wanted to enjoy it.

"No trouble at all." Kaneko replied and walked to the fridge. She looked around until she spotted the red wine and carefully took out the bottle and opened it, pouring some in the other glass for Allen. Setting the glass down on the counter, Kaneko set the bottle back in the fridge and closed the door then picked up Allen's glass of wine and walked back to the table. She set it down in front of him, "Here you are, your glass of wine." She said.

Kaneko still was curious as to why two girls had wandered into his house. Talk about rude. They were lucky the police hadn't been called. She smiled, seeing him eating. Clearly he really did like it and it made her happy to know that he approved of her cooking. "Sir Allen, could I ask you a question?" Kaneko asked after a moment.

Options, right, she should probably tell him what they had. Silly her. "Oh right, well we have water, milk, orange juice, apple juice, lemonade, sodapop, and both red and white wine." She listed off the drinks and once he was seated, she walked to the pot and served herself some stew then shut off the flames. Carefully, she took her bowl to the table, setting it across from Allen. She too got herself a napkin and rested her spoon on it then walked to the cabinets and grabbed two glasses. In one, she poured herself some water while waiting for his answer.

When Allen complimented her cooking, she smiled. "Thank-you." Kaneko said and looked at him. "I sort of had to learn to cook at a young age." She explained but she didn't go into full detail on why she had to learn to cook so young. It wasn't an interesting story and not one she liked talking about really.

Kaneko was worried, thinking that he'd bump into something and get hurt on the way over but surprisingly he made it just fine. It brought a warm smile to her face, hearing what he said. "Thank-you." She said and blinked rapidly a few times, surprised he had guessed correctly. "Yes it is." Kaneko answered, nodding her head as if it made a difference. "I..I hope you like it." She said to him and walked over, pulling out his chair for him. "Have a seat. Would you like anything to drink?" She asked quietly.

She herself would just have some water with her stew. Her father, he'd probably want nothing to drink. "Your spoon is to the left of the bowl right on top of your napkin." Kaneko informed politely. It felt nice to have someone around her age to actually talk to. She glanced at the time, it was late, her father would probably call before leaving for home. Or maybe he'd surprise her to get a look at her friend himself. How would he react? Would he make a scene? She hoped not.