A chrysanthemum explosion caused by a bag of cakes

Five years later.

"Hello, what do you want..." The boss saw A as soon as he looked up, "It's you. Is get out of class over?"

"Well. It's still open at this late hour?"

The boss smiled, "Because some customers are late after school or get off work, but sometimes they will drop by me to buy cakes. So in order to take care of them, I will close later."

"Why do you care about other people so much? Can't they wait to buy it when they are free? You seem to be busy these days until late."

"It's okay, I don't feel tired."

"I will feel bad."

The boss blushed, "Well, I see... I will try to close the door as early as possible in the future... Come in and sit for a while?"

"Ah."

The boss and A are sitting face to face.

The boss made a cup of milk tea for himself and A, and made another plate of cake.

"Graduating soon? There are a lot of things going on recently, are you struggling?"

"Fortunately."

"Pay attention to your body. I...I will feel bad too..."

"Ah."

The boss looked at A with lowered eyes. In the past five years, A has really matured a lot.

There was a harmonious silence in the bakery.

A took a long loaf of bread and inserted it into the loop that the boss was about to deliver to his mouth.

"Um...what are you doing...?"

"I want to fuck you."

"...It's still open..."

A got up and turned the face of the "open" sign, and turned off the lights.

total darkness.

A pushes the boss against the wall.

At night, along with the fragrant smell of the cake shop, there are...sweet groans.