There was a bright blush on Itsuki's cheeks at being called a friend. Perhaps, more worryingly, on 'partners in crime.' He laughed sheepishly while flipping the food. "W-well, yes... I'm curious about that, too. Oh, but please don't summon that loud horse again. I made dinner so we could both relax. I'd rather nobody came out of the pot until the noodles are done."

He paused. "So, what sort of thing do you like? I know we joke about you being president of the drama club, and I know you're in soccer too."