Just Keep Moving (a Beastars Fanfic)

Ch9. Planning and Preparation

I checked the clock on the wall of the cooking club kitchen, then looked back at my tray of goods. It was designed to be hung from one's neck, and that made it easily portable. One problem that it did have, however, was that its carrying capacity was quite small. Nevertheless, I still put as much food onto it as I could before setting out.

I would have to get Obi to help me build a cart to wheel around campus. Multiple trays could be carried by multiple people, but the cooking club was currently a bit understaffed. I decided to check up on where I expected the drama club to meet first, as that would be the closest. While there, I planned on discussing catering plans for the play with Louis. Once that was done, I could head back to the kitchen, restock, and start walking around campus to sell to whoever I met.

Mentally preparing myself to face Louis, I put the tray onto my neck and headed out at around ten o'clock. While I walked, I thought about what else I could do. Slowly, my thought processes about catering for the play and making profit merged, and I decided to use the campus celebrity to make some money. Louis would naturally have some fangirls or maybe even fanboys with a crush on him. If I offered to do deliveries with messages, well, I might just have a gold mine in the shape of a certain deer. Of course, that tactic would have its own time to be deployed, but when the time came, I would be sure to grasp it.

Arriving at the club building where the drama club practiced, I opened the door and loudly proclaimed, "Cooking club pastries and baked goods for sale!" The room fell deathly silent, and I looked at everyone in the room. Some animals were practicing swordfighting, others were dancing and stretching. All of them were staring at me.

"Don't worry, they're good," I said. "Early morning snacks never hurt anyone. You should really try the red bean buns."

After a bit of awkward silence, one student stepped forward. "I'm Tem the alpaca," he said. "How much for a red bean bun?"

"That'll be 400 yen," I said. "Would you like to buy one?"

"Sure," Tem said. He gave me the money, and I have him the bun. He took a bite out of it, and I could feel the tension as everyone watched for his reaction. "This is pretty good!" he called out to the other club members. "You guys should try it!"

That was the opening of the floodgates. People came in at a trickle, but soon most people had bought it or were eyeing my wares. Mentally, I thanked them for being the first to try my food as I sold product by product. The zefir seemed to be particularly popular, and after mostly everyone had bought something, I headed over to where Louis was practicing.

"Hey Louis, I wanted to talk about arrangements for the cooking club at the play for Adler," I said. "Like where to set up, and what I could sell."

"Alright," Louis said, "follow me." He led me into his office and told me to sit. I did, and Louis started talking. "So, what exactly do you want to know?" he asked.

"First," I said, "please point out on my map here-" while saying that, I pulled out my school map from my pocket, "where the audience will enter from." After I said that, Louis marked a spot on my map, and I nodded. "Alright, now tell me," I said. "What kind of food or snacks would be acceptable in the theater?"

"There's the classic popcorn," Louis said. "You could also sell other types of finger food, but just don't sell anything that would make too much noise or be too big of a mess to clean up."

"Finally, when will the play take place?" I asked.

"The first showing will be at eight in the evening, August 31, Saturday" Louis replied. "The second showing takes place the day after the next, at the same time."