There's only so much I can do, but he was getting better. He was much better than Power was.

[ Taking a wobbly step down, frowning at the appearance of a small staircase, Aki sighs. This isn't where he thought today was going to go, but here they are now. ]

He couldn't cook properly when we met, so bad that the first time he cooked for me, it made me vomit. It was disgusting. But I know he's been forced to get better, and I'm proud of him for that.

[ It's not as if he was around for much longer after that. If he had been able to spend more time with Denji, he might have been able to teach him more... He could've taught him more meals, how to make more cute bentos, how to keep a house clean, how to do chores in an order that made sense... Maybe he shouldn't have been so content to do chores for him.

Shaking his head, he pushes forward until they get to a blocked wall - probably another door, and he shoves his shoulder against it. ]

I'm tidying his room now anyway, since I spend my time there. I'll teach him.