For Some Reason, the School Goddess Likes to Hang Out at My House

—— a few days before White Day.

At this time of year, ads become more prominent that make you aware that if you do White Day.

Flyers, of course, seem to stir up the feeling that we absolutely have to prepare a return, such as being able to do a corner for White Day in a convenience store or something.

I bake you cookies every year for harp sounds.

"What, seriously? 'It may be said,' but this was from elementary school and was so habituated that I felt uncomfortable if I didn't make it and give it to Ning Ro.

And as always this year, Showa came to the house in good time.

I went out of my way to buy ingredients......

He wants me to teach him how to make sweets.

"Ooh..."

"I don't mean for the youth palace. Fine, fine!

"Don't decide..."

"Ho, aren't you? Thought I came all the way to my house to please her?

Even though I know, I dare to tell Showa.

Then, Showa scratched her cheek in the light.

"No... well, yes..."

"Ha, ha. So, for now, I'm gonna teach you from scratch, so you're not gonna throw it out on the way, are you?

"Naturally."

Showa took out her notebook and brush box and sat in a chair.

Damn, seeing this makes me want to support you extra.

◇ ◇ ◇

—— Two hours after the start of confectionery making.

There, a large number of failures had been made.

An object with broken letters, betta but with salt instead of sugar...... well, unfortunate condition.

I smile bitterly at the situation and see Showa.

Showa is trying again while looking at the recipe I taught her.

I try and taste the recipes I have taught and repeatedly try others if I am not convinced.

It's an artisanal way in a way.

But...

"Showa has no taste or lack of... How much have you never done before..."

"Uuch. Just tell me what's next. I mean, I'm starting from scratch, so you can't help it."

"I don't feel like zero. I feel negative, huh?

"For that matter, stretch is infinite."

When I do, I sigh at Showa, who says it with a kime-face.

But the sigh was backwards, and I was feeling strange and sunny.

With a few improvements, it's steady... well, it's cattle walking, but it's making progress.

I'm sure I'm smiling at Showa that I've never seen before.

"When, why do you suddenly make sweets? If it's White Day, there's a guy who can buy it and give it back, right?

"That's what I thought at first too..."

"Then --"

"If you're in line with Rin... I'm not going to make an effort."

Showa exhales and puts in a mood.

The eyes were straight and did not make the previous careless atmosphere feel dusty.

I'm happy about the change and the look on my face seems relaxed...

I say, as I always do, 'Knowing love changes people.'

"Look, it's not cool to be a hippo all your life, is it? Even one thing beats Rin. It's part of it. Oh, but if you're the arm of the game, you win."

"Hey Showa, I've been putting it on for a while now... actually, because you want me to be happy - right?

"... uuuuuuuuu"

I'll take that as an affirmation.

"Hmm, what do we do after this? Give it to me. Are you done??

"No, I'm meeting Lisa. I need permission to stay out..."

"Ha! No, something, I'm glad. I can't believe I can think that far now."

"I'm here. Don't slap me on the back because I'm stupid..."

"Come on, man! I'll do whatever I can."

"Thank you, every time," Showa muttered small.

I smile at Showa like that.

In the back of my brain, 'I'll have to stop at harp sounds later,' I was thinking of a plan for my friend's surprise success.