In this era, there were no rooms dedicated exclusively to meals, nor were there tables with fixed legs for dining. Each time one was needed, the four legs and the tabletop had to be assembled. I use this room for both cooking and eating, so I think of it as a combined kitchen and dining hall, but in reality it's probably just a multi-purpose room.
The two macho men headed toward the tabletop leaning against the wall.
In this critical situation, my blood ran cold, and fortunately my erect cock rapidly wilted. It looked like I would be spared the embarrassment of the decent people seeing my hard-on.
Raffilia-san walked over to the cooking counter in the corner.
"Masaharu-san, what kind of dish is oyakodon?"
It seemed she had overheard the conversation inside the room when she entered.
