My Bittersweet Life

Chapter 3: I Hate These Stupid Cakes Part 1

~ Next Day and Third POV ~

The 5 of us from group A gathered at Salon de Marie, the cafe managed by our high school student council. It was a beautiful place to be, not only because of the unrivaled taste of the sweets, but also because of the decor that complimented the place nicely.

Ichigo: Wa ! It looks delicious !!

I nodded in agreement with her. Salon de Marie always had the best looking sweets that had your mouth watering before you even tasted it.

Satsuki: Salon de Marie is managed by our high school's student council . The sweets here are all made by skilled students from the high school.
Rosalie: Only the best of the best have their sweets here. It really is heaven for anyone who likes sweets .

I cut up a small piece of the cake in front of me and eating it while admiring my surroundings. This is the first time I've come here, this place is astounding and captivating.

Makoto: I-Ichigo !

I heard Makoto's shocked voice. Turning around, along with Satsuki and Sennosuke , we saw that Ichigo had already finished over ten plates of cake, the clean, empty plates stacked neatly in one pile.

Satsuki: Ichigo-chan ?! * greatly confused * Sennosuke: Have you eaten all of it already ?!

Sennosuke was greatly confused as well, shocked that she had eaten all of them in a matter of minutes.

Makoto: Come to speak of it, don't stack the plates up !!

Of course, Makoto's worried about the little things like that.

Makoto: Are you taking this as a conveyor sweets shop ?
Rosalie: Guys !

The three of them turned their heads towards me .

Rosalie: Shouldn't you have learned by now that we must not underestimate neither Ichigo's stomach nor her love for sweets ?

I asked, calmly eating small, bite-sized pieces of my cake.

Satsuki: Whether we are questioning her stomach or love of sweets isn't the matter right now. What matters is that a girl shouldn't have such a pleased expression after eating ! * complain *
Makoto: You're overeating. You'll get fat. * coldly * I mean, you should at least try to act like Rosalie here. She has a love for sweets greater than anyone else we know, yet she's able to control herself, eating one piece at a time and eating only minimal amounts.
Sennosuke: Makoto, I hope you know that Rosalie is only holding herself back by a thread. She would've eaten twice as many cakes as Ichigo has if she had free reign.
Rosalie: how did you know ?
Sennosuke: well...I saw you making 3 cakes last night and I saw you ate them .
Rosalie: * blushes * hehe , looks like my secret out .
Ichigo: Shut up.

Ichigo told Makoto with a face that matched her feelings.

Ichigo: They say that there's a separate stomach for cakes, right ?
Rosalie: Ichigo... I don't think there's such a thing, unless you're referring to a cow and its four stomachs.

I informed her, my intention strictly only to correct her incorrect information. Makoto burst out in silent laughter, trying to control himself to not laugh loudly.

Makoto: Cow... She called herself a cow!

He managed to wheeze out. I gave him a quick disapproving look. She never called herself a cow, idiot . Just then, Marie walked past us, and Ichigo became captivated by her beauty.

Satsuki: That's the student council president from the high school, Tennouji Marie-san . She's a genius who has won many competitions, a favourite students of Henri Lucas .
Rosalie: Let's go outside. After all that cake, I feel the need to take a small walk outside. The scenery here at St. Marie is beautiful, if you haven't seen all of it yet.
Ichigo: That is so nice. I want to be like Tennouji-san too , I want to work here too!
Rosalie: Well, Ichigo, if you work hard, I'm sure they'll let you work at Salon de Marie .
Makoto: They will never hire a beginner, right ? In the first place, it's impossible for a student from the middle school division to work here.
Ichigo: It's not impossible !

Ichigo cried out.

Rosalie: It technically is possible...

I said in a small voice. The four of them faced me, confused as to why I said it was, even though there had never been a middle schooler working here.

Rosalie: They asked if I would help out once when I first came to St. Marie Academy ... I declined because I had too many things to do, even outside of school.
Ichigo: Wow! So cool! You got asked to work here!

Ichigo stared at me, starry eyed. I took a small, unnoticeable step back.

Makoto: Wait...really how come ?
Rosalie: I guess since my mentors are Giselle and Henri . Tsundere...

I whispered to Sennosuke and Satsuki as I linked my arms with both of them, making sure it was loud enough for Makoto to hear. He burst out in a joking anger, lunging for me, only to be held back by Satsuki and Sennosuke , both still laughing at my joke. Once they separated, Satsuki walked back towards my side, and I linked my arm with his once again as soon as he got within reach. He knew that I always did this when I was tired, so I laid my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes, still listening to the conversation.

Ichigo: Anyway, even for me, I should be able to become a waitress in there.
Makoto: Unless you become Rosalie , you still have to be a student of the high school division to be a waitress .
Ichigo: I really wanted to work there...
Satsuki: If it's just for that, I know the perfect place . Andou's house is a Japansese confectionery.

I opened my eyes and lifted up my head at the reminder .

Ichigo and Rosalie: Really ? Is that true ?

We turned towards Sennosuke. He rubbed the back of his neck with his free arm, confirming what Satsuki had just said and informing them that he returned on weekends to help out.

Rosalie: wait... I remember that I ask Sennosuke to teach me sweets Japanese sweets .

Then I turned my head to look up at him.

Rosalie: Sennosuke , are you sure this weekend is not going to be too busy? I don't want to end up causing any harm to your family store.

Sennosuke shook his head.

Sennosuke: Don't worry about it. If we are busy, you can learn by helping us prepare.
Satsuki: That's right. And I"ll be there too to help make snacks tomorrow . Ichigo, would you like to come too ?
Makoto: Satsuki , don't say anything unnecessary.

Makoto started to walk towards Satsuki, but then Ichigo ran up to Sennosuke , pushing Makoto out of the way and onto the floor. She stood right in front of Sennosuke , making me laugh at how eager her face was. Meanwhile, Makoto sat on the ground, giving me a look when I faced him and smiled happily at him on the ground. He gave me a glare, which I returned with a roll of my eyes, unhooking my arm from Sennosuke and reaching over to help him up.

Ichigo was jumping in joy, so I assumed that he asked her to help out as well. It'll surely be fun with all of us there tomorrow.