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Chapter 8:

Half an hour later, you'd mapped out the entirety of the Cover Corp HQ and had consigned the entire map to memory, and you still hadn't burned off as much time as you'd hoped. It was only 4:40, and you didn't slate yourself for sleep until 8.

As you were waltzing around, lost in thought, you bumped into Yagoo again. He smiled.

Yagoo: Ah, Y/N. I was hoping to run into you.

Y/N: Ah, Yagoo! What's up?

Yagoo: If it isn't a hassle, could I ask you to cook dinner for the Holomembers?

Is he... asking you to cook... dinner for the Holomembers...?

Yagoo: Your homemade cooking is fantastic, and I don't want the Holomembers to have to order takeout all the time. There are a ton of good ingredients in the fridge that we stockpiled for cooking streams.

Y/N: I... don't see why not. Alright, I'll head down to the kitchen now and start cooking!

Yagoo: Wait, there's one more thing!

Y/N: Oh?

Yagoo handed you a small piece of paper.

Yagoo: These are all the food allergies of each of the Holomembers. Try to steer clear of cooking with these, or if you do, make sure the ingredients are clearly marked out.

Y/N: Ah, I understand, Yagoo. Thank you!

The two of you then went your separate ways, and you made your way towards the kitchen.

As you approached, however, the sound of a frying pan frying something, as well as a feminine voice, drifted over from the room. You silenced your footsteps and continued your cautious approach.

???: -ank you for the red super chat, TurtleMaster92! "Have you met Y/N yet? He said that he'd be visiting the Cover Corp HQ for a while." Truthfully, even though I'm looking forward to getting to know him, I haven't met him yet.

Y/N: Why don't we change that?

You entered the room to see the back of a woman with wolf ears and a black and white hoodie turning around to meet your gaze. The woman sighed, slightly startled by your entry.

???: A-ah, h-hello t-there! My n-name's Ookami M-mio.

You may have startled her a little too bad here. Unlike Towa, you didn't think this one was going to fly. So you did what you always did. You approached Mio slowly, and took her by the hand.

Y/N: I'm sorry for startling you, I just came here to cook dinner for the HoloMems. I take it you're doing a cooking stream?

Mio didn't reply. Her eyes were lost in yours.

Y/N: Mio? Mio...?

At last, Mio managed to shake her trance.

Mio: H-huh? A-ah, yes, it's a cooking stream, though I was going to give the food to some of the other HoloMems afterwards.

Y/N: I see. Well, what do you have so far?

Mio: What?

Y/N: In terms of food, I mean! If we're going to be cooking together, I've got to make sure to keep the menu varied!

Mio: Well... I only just started cooking half an hour ago, so all I really have is a pot of chicken soup...

Y/N: That's quite alright! There's a reason TWO people are cooking dinner instead of one.

Mio: But that was pure coincidence.

Y/N: E-eh... yeah, you're right. Either way though, the stage is set. Can I have a taste of the soup?