Takara disappeared into the kitchen and Fuyuko turned to Takao. He hadn't expected the reaction as the oppressive force weighed down on his shoulders like tonnes of bricks, pulling his head into his shoulders out of instinct, a nervous, anxious smile growing across his features as a mixture of fear and unease filled his gut.
"Y-Yeah, of course!" He said. Her voice and face betrayed the ominous feelings of dread that built behind her, answering the question for him in theory. The sensation settled a moment later and he exhaled the tension as a sigh. The reassurance she gave through squeezing his hand was in stark contrast to how she acted mere seconds before, but still appreciated.
"I still feel bad." He leaned against her just a tad, enjoying the brief solitude they shared, until the voice of his elder sister pierced his ears.
A grunt caught in his throat as his head was pulled down under the weight of his sister's arm, who took to introducing herself to Fuyuko whilst pushing him down. He resisted, of course, and could have easily overpowered the woman, but opted it best not to make a scene in front of his girlfriend-- especially given that it was the first time she was meeting all of them.
"Fuyuko. What a pretty name," A smile built across her lips as she delicately shook Fuyuko's hand, and then watched her bow, reciprocating the gesture with a slight dip of her head in return.
"Well now, how'd you get such a well-mannered and pretty girl, hmm?" Takagi said, her attention now set on Takao, leaning in close to his face, causing him to pull his own back.
"You're a little close--"
"You didn't kidnap her, did you? Quick--!" She said, looking back to Fuyuko again, pushing Takao's head down a bit further, resting the knuckles of her free hand against him. As part of her bullyish teasing, she rubbed and ground her knuckles roughly against the top of his head.
"Blink twice if you're here against your will!"
"Would you cut it out?!" Takao replied, features animated and face contorted in semi-faux anger, to a comical extent.
"Ohh? What're you gonna do about it, shortie?" Takagi said, her mouth coiling upward in a wickedly coy smirk.
"Sh-- Wh-- I'm bigger than you!" Standing, Takao towered over his elder sister, over half a foot taller, glaring down at her. Their sibling banter went on for less than half a minute before a sensation befell them, almost identical to what Fuyuko had inflicted upon Takao a mere moment earlier.
"Now now, kids,"
Standing in the wide archway that separated the kitchen and dining area, Takana stood next to Takara, both holding trays of food. Ominous like Fuyuko's, her mid-length black hair rose like eldritch tentacles, sinister white eyes piercing through the baleful, inexplicable darkness that shrouded her face, sans the wicked smile on her face.
"𝕹𝖔 𝖋𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖆𝖇𝖑𝖊."
Takao stiffened like a board, feet together and arms at his side, his mouth pulled nervously into a thin line. Takagi, stiff like Takao, dropped her head down, and Takao followed suit.
"Sorry ma." they said in unison. With their apology accepted, the tension dissipated in a second, and her gentle smile returned. Once again relieved of the disorienting aura that Takao could only describe as motherly wrath, he walked over and helped Takara, who had been struggling with her tray, and was quickly shooed back to his seat while the pair of them set the table. As they finished, a feast was laid out before them, far more than the five of them would be able to eat on their own. Platters of roasted chicken and duck, a variety of rice, fish ranging from tuna and fillets of teriyaki salmon, vegetable nori rolls with salmon roe, miso soup with prawns, and green tea custards. Tea was served as well, however Takao had chimed up excitedly, informing his mother that he believed Fuyuko would've prefer ed a juice of some kind. When they had all been seated with Fuyuko, Takara, and Takao on one side and Takagi and Takana across from them, the family prefaced their meal with the traditional 'itadakimasu' before digging in.
"So," Takana said, her black eyes-- warm in comparison-- settled on Fuyuko and Takao from across the table.
"How did you two meet?"
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