Heart-broken Harima has set aside his butt-kicking in favor of the ancient arts - The ancient art of comic books?!? Even so, in all the morose moseying he has scored on something else? Something that truly does qualify as well-aged! Meanwhile, Tenma and her new lunch buddy are fast approaching sickeningly sweet. Mmm, love those salty balls? Yeah, I went there! But when her friends find out that little sis' has been playin' chef, Tenma's shamed into the kitchen herself. Love may be rumored as the most important ingredient, but when the cat would rather drown than test another taste? Is that a hint of blood?!?