"Of course!"  Noriko hurried down the stairs, waving for Miki to follow, and quickly tied on a cheerfully pastel apron.  "Shinu-chan," she added, poking the raven on her shoulder, "Master Ichiro-sama doesn't like having you in the kitchen.  You can go back to your cage for now.  And I mean<em>right</em>back, you hear me?"<br/><br/>Shinuto cawed, sounding annoyed -- not that he ever sounded any other way -- but the surly avian obeyed his mistress, taking wing back up the stairs.<br/><br/>"I'll chop the onions after I put the rice on.  Miki-chan, you get the eggs ready."  She grinned as they entered the kitchen.  "Don't worry!  I used to eat at Ichiro-sama's house all the time!  I remember just how he likes breakfast..."<br/><br/>(The roll is a 3.  That's a roll of 12 for Affection-powered cooking.)<br/><br/>----<br/><br/>Noriko's room was decorated in bright colors, as always.  Even the bookcase was polished to a shine, although the effect was rather spoiled by the books -- they'd been kept immaculately dusted, but most of them looked older than dirt, and those that had titles visible on the spine certainly weren't written in Japanese.  A couple of human skulls sat atop the bookcase.<br/><br/>Shinuto flew into the room behind Yuuki, and headed straight for his cage on the nightstand.  The cage was glowing an eerie green, and immediately slammed shut behind the raven.  Shinuto landed on his perch, glaring balefully at the intruding maid.<br/><br/>Fortunately, Noriko's laundry basket was set out in plain view, far away from anything visibly necromantic.