Daisuke smiled as he listened to Natasha talk about magic, and laughed slightly at her comment about cooking. He was glad she was excited to go to the fair, but he was a bit surprised upon receiving a hug. He was fine with it though, and would have hugged her back had his hands not been occupied. "Glad you're looking forward to it," he said, smiling. "I'll just pack this away, then I'll head off to bed as well. Good night Natasha," he called as she went off to her room.<br/><br/>Daisuke packed up the leftover spaghetti in a plastic Tupperware and put it in the fridge. It was always annoying that one came out with so much extra food with Italian meals. Since it was just the two of them, and they had twice as much as they needed, he'd probably just cut the recipes in half from now on. Once the extra food was packed away it only took a moment to finish the last of the clean up before Daisuke could retreat to his room for the night.<br/><br/>Daisuke changed into his pajamas and lay back in his bed. He opened his journal, really for no reason. Looking at the first page, he noticed something he'd almost forgotten about. The last line under "Do Not Erase" was "After 100 things have come true, I will become a god." Thinking about it now, that line seemed kind of silly. Besides, he wasn't entirely sure he wanted to be a god. What would that even be like? No. He was perfectly content remaining a human.<br/><br/>Having settled on that, Daisuke took a pencil and erased the last line. Satisfied, he closed the journal and set it aside for the night, turning off his light and going to sleep. Daisuke woke up bright and early the next morning. First he showered and got dressed, then he went off to cook a nice breakfast to start off their "fun day". He didn't have the ingredients to cook an Italian breakfast, not that he knew any Italian breakfast recipes in the first place, so he settled for scrambled eggs, bacon, buttered toast and orange juice. The smells of the food wafted through the house as it was being prepared, despite him having the stove fan on.<br/><br/>When the meal was ready Daisuke set out a plate for each of them and put salt, pepper, various jams for the toast (he liked grape), some orange juice and silverware, of course. He didn't have to wait very long for Natasha to join him at the table. "Good morning," Daisuke said pleasantly.