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That Kannuki feeds him is an open secret at the office, but not like this.
They kneel on opposite sides of his dining room table, the electric frying pan heating between them and Kannuki measuring out three tablespoons each of soy, sake and sugar into a cup of beef stock.
Kannuki fries the thinly sliced steak quickly, before pouring in enough stock to cover and bringing it to the boil. She then tips in equally thinly sliced tofu and vegetables.
Terazuma waits, chopsticks poised.
Unlike all those bentos she hands over, this meal Kannuki has to cook at his table.