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e p i s o d e 1 - viii

“Who knew that making desserts would take this long?” Ace sighed then plopped down on the ground, not caring if his uniform got dirty. “I'm so tired…!”

Then someone whistled. “Nice work! Did you finish the tarts? The decoration looks so cute!” It was Cater. “It’s totally ‘grammable! Let me take a pic!” He quickly snapped a photo.

“Wha! Where were you all this time?” Ace sat up, although still on the ground.

“I came to check on my cute little juniors ‘cause you were doing your best, you look dead tired!” He laughed.

Trey chimed in. “Doing things you’re not used to can be tiring. In any case, sweets are the solution for a weary body.” He then gestured to the tart. “Have some of our freshly made marron tart.”

You all cheered, quickly surrounding the table and the tarts.

Ace's eyes narrowed. “You only came here to help us with the tasting, huh, Cater-senpai?”

Cater just laughed. “Now, now Let’s all just enjoy it.”

You all took a slice, collectively sighing in satisfaction as the aroma of the tart filled your noses.

Grim took a sniff of the delicious aroma of his tarts. “Woah! It smells so sweet and good! The chestnuts on top are so smooth, and the cream is so fluffy! I’m gonna dig in!” With his slice on his paw, he took a bite and his eyes widened.

“Oh, damn…” Ace just mumbled as he took his own bite out of his own slice of tart.

“You have pure talent in cooking, Trey-senpai.” You complimented him then returned to eating your tart.

“This is so good!” Came from your orange haired upperclassman.

“Amazing… It’s better than the ones in the store!” Deuce claimed, staring at his slice in awe.

“It’s sweet, but it’s not super overpowering. My mouth feels like it’s in a field of chestnuts!” Grim exclaimed.

“Is that a compliment?” Trey teased, amused by the reactions given by his underclassmen.

“Oh, yeah. Do that for them, Trey-kun.” Cater suddenly spoke up.

“That…? Oh, you mean ‘that’.”

“What are you guys talking about? What's ‘that’?” Ace inquired, curiosity plastered on his face.

“You boys, what are your favorite foods?” Trey suddenly asked.

“Mine’s… cherry pie and hamburger.” Ace answered, albeit still confused.

“Mine is canned tuna.” Grim followed. “Oh, and cheesy omelet, grilled meat, pudding, and–” You flicked his ear gently.

“Probably (f/f) for me.” You replied, sending a scolding look at Grim who just stuck his tongue out at you.

“If I were to choose, I’d probably pick omurice.” Deuce nodded at his words.

“Mine is grilled rum meat with diablo sauce.” Cater answered.

‘Oh my, we got a mister fancy here.’

Trey got his magic pen out from his chest pocket. He pointed it at your tarts. “Alright, here we go. Doodle Suit!”

The tarts suddenly turned to your favorite food, your eyes widened.