"I'm no good at cooking, so I've gotta keep my options open," he said, stuffing more pie in his mouth.

It was true - the best he could manage was instant ramen, usually. He knew some of the basics; there were a lot of times before the dorm that his father was too drunk to bother being a parent, and Junpei was left to fend for himself... But he didn't know anything fancy, by any stretch. More like he could make do with what he had.

That, and he could eat just about anything.