>>58501691
>...take out a measuring cup, 1 of 'em worth of rice would probably be too much given my size...
>...put it in, thank god I got sushi rice for this...
>Into the cooker it goes...
>Now, the water.
>"Trial by fire", even if the expression is ironic.
>I want to think I'm confident it won't disolve me.
>...I'm not but I want to.
>Here goes anyway.
>...
>Huh, it... Actually feels rather nice.
>Nicer than it ever did before.
>Refreshing, nurturing.
>I could sit at a river bed dipping my feet into the water and stay there for hou-
>!
>Wait.
>Uhh. Probably not the best idea to slap myself into focus when I have knives for hands. Self-decapitation, not a good idea.
>Either way, got the cup filled up nice, into the cooker you go to, and now to do the rest while I let it do its thing...
>Now it's just me, and my next meal at a standstill.
>Much less worthwhile target than that tree, but hey, if I've got knives for arms, might as well use them as such.
>Given my size... I oughta dice it nice and thin so it's not too much...
>Just gotta focus on the layers, the smaller the mincing, the better...
>I'll close my eyes... eye, again for best results...
>...
>I feel as my arms stiffen.
>It's as though my blood, if I even have any, is concentrating into them.
>A steady blade, a strong blade, an efficient blade.
>I slash through the onion faster than I could've even imagined before.
>But now, I can see and feel every single instant of the slashes.
>I feel as the matter rubs against my arms, and parts way as they move.
>Slightly moist, tickles somewhat...
>I slash again, and again, effortlessly and precisely...
>Another work of art, yet again.
>...Time resumes.
>Why the hell do I have my back towards it?
>Lets...
>Oh.
>Huh, much better at this than I expected!
>Still gotta wait for the rice to cook though...
>Guess I might as well get to slicing up the beef too...
>...
>I wonder how different, its cut will be, from the one befo-