(continued story) "This is the best food around here, my father judged it. I'm the best cook in this entire village." Karina announced, she couldn't help lighting up with pride. "Um...thanks." Tadashi said slowly, taking the plate then diving into. As he was devouring, she watched him. "Hey...” she began. Tadashi glanced up. "Don't be a stranger at my door. If you ever need more food then what the village is willing to give, just come by. I have more then I need anyway." "O--Okay." he agreed, fearful to refuse. Karina sunk into her own thoughts. She would take care of him, if no one else would. (ended)