Henri Lucas had a cousin-just like him she was talented with sweets making, although, his cousin never had the vision of herself as a pâtissière. Henri wanted his cousin, Ludovica to give sweets making a second chance and brings her to the Japan bra...
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"We want you to help us!" Ichigo bowed, exclaiming causing Ludovica to be taken aback. Macaron smiled at Ichigo, giving Ludovica a knowing look.
"Oi, Amano!" Kashino said, an annoyed look on his face as Andou held him back, hand on his shoulders.
"We?" Ludovica asked, looking at her teammates. Hanabusa chuckled nervously as he looked at Kashino, whilst Andou sent an apologetic look. Ichigo laughed, hoping Ludovica didn't change her mind. "I don't think not everyone wants my help, Amano. This whole thing is teamwork and if one of you can't agree on something; all of you need to fix it together." Ludovica said, specifically to Ichigo who looked down at her fidgeting fingers.
"But Henri-sensei told you to help us," Hanabusa smiled at Ludovica as if it will change right away but she had a deadpan look causing Hanabusa to force a smile.
"I cannot help you, though, if your whole team doesn't agree. Besides, how do you know that I'm capable of helping you?" Ludovica challenged them, Chocolat flew right in front of Ludovica's face, Chocolat's fork pointing to Ludovica's nose. "What?" Ludovica made Chocolat flustered by how calm she was, slightly lowering the fork.
"Macaron-sama literally claimed that you're more talented than these four combined and Henri wants you to help us, I think Henri knows your capabilities." Chocolat said, trying to regain her demeanour in front of the unreadable girl. Ludovica chuckled, looking at her cake before looking at them.
"But I don't even go to St. Marie anymore," She reminded them, looking at Kashino as she said those words.
"Does it really matter? If Henri wants you to help us, then we'd be glad to accept it." Andou reassured the girl who hummed quietly before eating the cake. Macaron snickered, all four sweets spirits looked at her curiously.
"Ah, Cafe-kun told me Macaron's being favoured by the Queen? If you aren't attending St. Marie how is she giving the sweets cards to the Queen?" Hanabusa asked Ludovica and Macaron who looked at each other, Macaron smirked, putting a strand of her hair behind her ear.
"Who said you need to be in St. Marie to bake?" Macaron looked at Cafe who looked flustered, but tried to keep his cool. Hanabusa forced a smile.
"Do we really need big heads to help in our team?" Kashino glared at Ludovica and Macaron, Andou laughed at what Kashino said and Ichigo looked away, trying to suppress her laughter.
"Sheesh—! We have a lot of big heads in this team I don't think adding another one would be a pain!" Vanilla huffed causing Ichigo to laugh, Chocolat rolled her eyes. Ludovica drank the iced cold water after finishing her cake. Vanilla completely left out Macaron-sama not wanting to be on her bad side.
"So?" Ludovica patiently waited, looking at all of them. She tapped her fingers on the table slowly.
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France didn't change in the span time of her being in Japan. Henri went to St. Marie once they arrived whilst she was at her parents home. The fifteen year-old girl sighed as she sat on her desk. "Are you sure you won't transfer to St. Marie?" Macaron asked, a bit sad that Ludo made up her mind, deep down she hoped that she had second thoughts on staying in that private school.
"Yeah, I'm sure, besides, there are more people who deserves to go to St. Marie more than I do. We can make sweets here and the kitchens there," Referring to the kitchens in St. Marie since she was the descendant of St. Marie's founder she had more privilege—one of them is going in and out of St. Marie as she pleases. She had tutored a few students within the school, as well, thus why Henri trusted her with Team Ichigo a lot.
"Yeah, but—didn't the Grand Prix in Japan make any difference?" Macaron asked the girl who was sketching something, a design for a cake? Macaron tilted her head looking at the sketch. "What's that for?" Macaron asked Ludovica who laughed.
"Nothing, it's all for fun." Ludovica shrugged it off, Macaron sighed heavily, walking to the other side of the desk. One dark corner in room was where Ludovica had stacked her sketchbooks since she was young until the present. Macaron have seen all of the sketches inside and didn't know why Ludovica won't put it out and make it happen. The sweets spirit thought Ludo was remarkable not only with sense of taste but the appearance too.
"You should really show Henri all of your works, he'd be amaze." Macaron told Ludovica who looked at her sweets spirit with a frown tugging at her lips.
"Sure, but Henri has been busy." Ludovica went back to sketching, humming the Sleeping Beauty Waltz by Tchaikovsky. Macaron shook her head quickly, Ludo has always been making excuses. Little did Macaron know, Ludo was really into sweets making than she makes it out to be.
"Will you have ballet tomorrow?" Macaron changed the topic, asking the girl, she hoped she didn't just so they can bake something. Ludovica has been doing ballet at a young age when her parents thought Ludovica needed a push in her interests. Ludovica only did ballet to pass her time and spend less time in the place she has to call home.
"Of course, after class." Ludo seemed too focused with her sketch that her answers were getting short and simple for Macaron. "Hey, why don't you go to sleep? I'll go to bed once I finish this," Ludovica side-glanced at her sweets spirit then to her sketchbook, humming the same song.
