I think... I'm in love with my mistress

Chapter 30

Tomoe P.O.V

I wonder what (Y/n)'s up to?

I thoroughly stir the cake mixture, making sure it's consistency is nice and smooth.

I hope she's eating properly, that hospital food tends to be a bit repulsive and doesn't have the right nutrients.

The mixture was a creamy white, I add some chocolate chips and continue to stir.

She better be getting enough sleep.

Once the chocolate chips were mixed through evenly, I place the bowl on the kitchen bench. I go into a near by cupboard which held all the pots and pans, I grab out a big circular pan and place it next to the mixing bowl.

I hope she isn't causing trouble for the nurses, knowing her, she would complain about how the beds were uncomfortable or how the room was too muggy. . .

I gently place my hands onto the marbled bench, staring down at it. The grey lines veined through the white bench, cascading all along the edge and centre of it. The intricate detail distracting me.

I really miss her. . . It's been too long since I've seen her, a month to be exact. Today is the day that she's discharged from the hospital, so I'm going to pick her up once I've finished baking.

I flick my eyes onto the mixing bowl and sigh.

I wonder if she's got at least some of her memory back. . .

I scoop the pale mixture into the circular pan and place it in the already pre-heated oven. I set the egg timer for 35 minutes, I smile and sigh.

Now, while this is in the oven baking I'll go get (Y/n).

"Tomoeeeeee! Are you done the cake yet?!?!??!???"

Mizuki pranced into the kitchen, flailing his arms around like an absolute lunatic. He stopped mids-stride and stared at me.

"Oh you've just put it in. . . Wait. Are you going to go visit (Y/n)?! Can I come? Please let m–"

I shove my palm into Mizuki's face, shutting him up.

"Mmmfhhfuu hmmafffi Tomohmm"

Mizuki attempted to speak but my hand muffled his words. I feel something warm and wet trail up my hand languidly. I jerk my now wet hand away from the grinning snake, wiping it furiously on my clothes.

I narrow my eyes onto Mizuki, trying my hardest to not kill him right here and now.

"You foul snake, I hope on the way to the hospital you fall into a deep hole and die."

I say, my voice full of murder and disgust. He just gives me a smug grin and skips out of the kitchen yelling,

"let's go Tomoeeeee! It's time to pick up (Y/n) and show her how disgusting your cooking is."

It's silent for a moment as I stare at the doorway that Mizuki skipped out of.

". . .HEY!!!!"

I scolded, storming after the white haired boy.

How rude!