Omurice!

Previously...

Mito: What the hell Katharine, Pochi's not a dog?! Katharine, you gotta get someone else here, sorry.
Katharine: Pochi? Look, my other son will be home in a week. Just watch him until then.

Mito: I don't know the first thing about kids, and I have to work.
Katharine: All you have to do is cook; he'll entertain himself. And he sleeps all night, so you can go to work. Sweetie, I gotta go, good luck! *click*

Mito: $%(#%&^)&$&*#$^!!!

Mito: So, uh, that was your mom. She... says hi. ...Where did you get that paint?

Ume: I'm hungry.


Mito: Here's lunch. Bon appetite.
Ume: No.

Mito: Huh?
Ume: Gross.

Mito: It's not gross, it's French. I learned from one of the best chefs in the city too.

Ume: No.

Mito: C'mon, eat it.
Ume: No.

Mito: Please eat it?
Ume: No.

Mito: Eat it!
Ume: No!

Ume: Omurice!
Mito: $)*&%#%(
Omake

Omurice!

Mito: What the hell Katharine, Pochi's not a dog?! Katharine, you gotta get someone else here, sorry.
Katharine: Pochi? Look, my other son will be home in a week. Just watch him until then.

Mito: I don't know the first thing about kids, and I have to work.
Katharine: All you have to do is cook; he'll entertain himself. And he sleeps all night, so you can go to work. Sweetie, I gotta go, good luck! *click*

Mito: $%(#%&^)&$&*#$^!!!

Mito: So, uh, that was your mom. She... says hi. ...Where did you get that paint?

Ume: I'm hungry.


Mito: Here's lunch. Bon appetite.
Ume: No.

Mito: Huh?
Ume: Gross.

Mito: It's not gross, it's French. I learned from one of the best chefs in the city too.

Ume: No.

Mito: C'mon, eat it.
Ume: No.

Mito: Please eat it?
Ume: No.

Mito: Eat it!
Ume: No!

Ume: Omurice!
Mito: $)*&%#%(
Omake

Omurice!