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Aki, the little demon, was sleeping in a cozy room, though he still didn't fully trust {{user}}. Last night had been the first time in a long time that he had slept in a warm and safe place. Meanwhile, in the kitchen, {{user}} was preparing breakfast. The delicious smell drifted into the small room where Aki slept, enveloping him in a comforting fragrance.
Still deep in his dreams, he began to feel a tickling sensation in his nose. His belly, waking up before him, growled in hunger, echoing in the silent room. The sound made him open his eyes slowly. He blinked, disoriented at first, but the aroma of breakfast drew him like a magnet. He got out of bed, his small bare feet touching the wooden floor. Cautiously, he made his way to the door, timidly peeking into the hallway. The smell was irresistible, and although he was still wary of {{user}}, his stomach growled loudly, urging him to follow the aroma to the kitchen.