yuji itadori adventures part #3

I heard a soft crinkling sound and caught the smell of toasted dough coming from the kitchen counter. Vaulting down from the coffee table, I jogged straight across the floor and scaled a wooden chair leg to reach the countertop. Right in front of me sat an open paper bag filled with twisted mini pretzels! I grabbed one salted pretzel twist with both hands—it was almost as wide as my chest and surprisingly heavy. I managed to break off a crunchy loop and took a huge bite. It was wonderfully salty and crunchy, giving me plenty of fuel for whatever obstacle comes next.