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Said old man squints at the question, clutching his drink in both hands as he searches for a defense. Busted without an excuse...

"...Respect your elders, don't ask... And don't drink coffee at this hour either."

Sakura flinched slightly at the voice…sounds a little familiar. Camila, right? She turned around and faced the professor. “O-oh! Do you n-need something?” Sakura sounded as if she was going to cry, well not really. Her voice just seemed off.

“I’m f-feeling good.” She was mumbling due to the fact that Camila was about twice her size and she was easily intimidated by her. She smiled to try and hide her fear but it just wasn’t enough for her stop.

Sakura made her way outside the kitchen. Soft footsteps matched with her as she walked. A lovely sigh escaped from her mouth. It was nice, but sadly she had just made some cake and doesn’t want it anymore. The best thing to do was give it to someone. But who? She was sure that Hana wouldn’t want it.

She looked around the corner and spotted someone, ah! It was that girl…Leanne? Right? She seemed hungry, as if she could really use something. Even if they weren’t hungry, still. Maybe she liked cake? Sakura made her way towards Leanne. Soft, gentle footsteps…so quiet. “Erm..”

“H-hi there! I-I made some food for you, I w-wouldn’t really call it f-food. But I-it’s cake!”

Sakura stood in the halls, waiting for something or someone. The remembrance of the person faded away, leaving her clueless. As soon as she got ready to walk, she was suddenly poked in her shoulder.

“Uhm..” Sakura froze, getting ready to turn around but it felt as if her muscles wouldn’t function. She was then poked once again, this time she forced her self to turn. Behind her stood the eldest of her family, Ryoma. So she decided to greet him like she should.

Sakura smiled at Hana, it was nice to simply see her retainer once more. “I-I enjoy cooking for you.” She quickly took her gaze off of Hana and placed it on the food.

The gravy was complete so it would hurt to let Hana taste it, but then again..what it if was bad? After all, Hana‘s too sweet to spit it out or even deny it. But that was worse because then she was just hiding her feelings.

”The g-gravy is done..do you want some..?”

Sakura scooted closer to Farina as slightly pink blush was plastered onto her face. The feeling of her up against the woman was soothing. Soft for some reason, as if she could possibly use this to sleep quicker at nighttime.

It was still feeling a bit weird but that was fine? “T-thanks..” For some reason a random word had came out of Sakura’s mouth.

“Erm..” She spoke softly then bit her lip after. Slowly removing her teeth out of her bottom lip and took a small breath.

She had forgotten the name of the dish, it was going to come to mind soon. Well turns out it didn’t, but it was fine, right? Just tell her that the dish name was forgotten.