【Round Flame】Sun Flower Field

"Have you always had nightmares lately?"

Xingzi forked the chiffon cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Ah... yes." Homura, who was cleaning the glass, nodded.

"What kind of dream?" Sayaka asked from the side.

"I don't remember clearly... it's kind of weird... maybe."

I don't remember the details very clearly, I just know that there will be Madoka in the dream—or someone very similar to her, that's not recalling the dream, Homura has no memory of the scene in the dream at all.

"The cake is delicious, how do you make it? I'm learning cooking recently."

"It can be made with eggs, flour, milk, sugar and salad oil. If you add egg yolk to the batter, the baked cake will be moist and delicious. There is no problem without baking powder, and the baked cake will also expand. Very high - the cake made by reducing the necessary materials to a minimum will have a more original flavor."

"Well…"

Sayaka grabbed the fork and scratched her head, "Ahhh...it's really complicated, can you teach me if you have time?"

"Okay."

After getting acquainted, Kyoko and Sayaka became regular customers in the store.

Making pastries is as fun as making coffee. Homura always tries new styles. The sales volume is small but they are sold out quickly every day. After a long time, this is almost a limited supply. Sometimes when the store opens in the morning Seeing that there were already customers waiting at the door—Homura thought, wouldn’t she get tired of eating sweets for breakfast, and then sold him the cake.

Some people suggested whether to find a few more helpers to open a large-scale store. Homura felt that it was unnecessary. His body was not able to carry out high-intensity work. After walking through the gate of death many times, he also felt that money was not important. , it is good to be alive.

"Ahh... Yuan is so happy. Although Kyoko will always buy delicious food, but after all, he bought it, and he still has a little bit of a heart."

"No, no..." "Hey... It's not bad for me to share the food with you, but I always give me the meat. It's so delicious."

puff…

I let you eat it because you like it, apricots are also stupid.

Homura's gaze met Sayaka, and she smiled understandingly.Apricot loves the meat, Yuan loves the melon on the fruit cake.

"Speaking of which, it's already October." Sayaka changed the subject, "Homo, do you know Madoka's birthday? It's October [-]rd."

"Huh?... I don't know."

I also have very few faults, so Homura doesn't really care about this, October [-]rd... only a few days away.

"I used to celebrate her birthday before, but this time I can't participate any more... Oh my God, this kind of sadness is like a daughter getting married." Sayaka said sadly, crossing her arms.

"Can Sayaka participate? ...It hurts."

As soon as Yan finished speaking, he was struck with a knife.

"Are you an idiot? It's fine for the two of you to live together. I'll help you out as a light bulb."

"it is good……"

"By the way, do you want to go to the shrine to get rid of the disaster when you are free these days? It's not good to have nightmares all the time, so pay attention to your daily routine."

"I don't think there's anything wrong with my schedule?..."

"It's hard to say, maybe I'll roll on the bed for too long when I'm happy."

"Kyoko, shut up."

"Huh? Why, Sayaka, don't you always tease her with such topics? I have to shut up!"

"For Kyoko, it feels like a hooligan."

"Prejudice, prejudice!"

Ahaha...the relationship is really good.

Except for that serious misunderstanding, Yan and Yuan were not able to quarrel. At best, Yan felt too cold and turned off the air conditioner while sleeping, and Yuan felt too hot after turning off the air conditioner. After arguing for a while, Yuan compromised. The next day Homura found out that she had fallen asleep on the living room floor because she was too hot, and it was so awkward.

In the end, I still rely on... ahem.reconciled.

——For a birthday, the most important thing is definitely the cake, right?

After that, the red pen on the calendar moved to the position of number three. Sayaka reminded Homura to mark the date of three on purpose. What size and flavor of cake to make.

...This period of time happens to be the season when chestnuts are ripe...as a seasonal ingredient, it is very fresh...From the afternoon to the evening, it is just right to eat the freshly baked cake.

Make Mont Blanc.

Montblanc is a French pastry made of pureed chestnuts, named after Mont Blanc in the Alps, because the trees wither and turn brown in autumn and winter, so the suitable chestnut cream on the outside of the cake is also brown.

After making a list and going to the supermarket to buy the ingredients, Homura wondered if the seven-inch Montblanc would look a little strange, because it usually seems to be made into cupcakes.Uh...forget it.It should be fine if it tastes good.

Originally the plan was good, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, Yan didn't expect Yuan to come back two hours earlier.

It is said that I transferred classes with other teachers last week, so I can go back after the first class this afternoon.

The result is...

"Are you making a cake?"

Yuan standing behind hugged her from behind, clinging to her like a dog.Wouldn't it be impossible to continue like this, I want to surprise her...

"Ah... um."

"Well…"

The skirt...was lifted up.

Although he wanted to stop her, he was wearing gloves because he was making batter, and they were also stained with batter, so he couldn't move at all.

"That, Yuan... ah..."

Yuan stood on tiptoe and gently grabbed her ear.Homura was not immune to this technique, and half of his face felt numb in an instant.

Wanted to say don't do it here, but couldn't.

...can't stand anymore...

Homura had to temporarily put the cake making on hold.

——It turned out to be done.

Really... This idiot is no better than Kyoko.

"..."

The harmless smile of humans and animals looks a little bit like a fight at this time.

"go out."

Flame said to her.

"……what?"

Madoka didn't seem to expect to be rejected at all, and looked at Homura blankly.

"Don't go into the kitchen until dinner."

"…………it is good."

She should have also seen that Homura was unhappy, so she was a little taken aback, and exited the kitchen tactfully.

"...Don't look behind the door, close it."

The pink-haired little head finally no longer appeared in sight.

Homura sighed and turned her energy back to making the cake.

Beat the chestnut cream while the cake is cooling, then decorate, and cut a few slices of honeydew melon for decoration.

Now is not the season for honeydew melons, but this Yan bought it and cut it up and tasted it, it is still quite sweet.

"call……"

In this way, even if it is completed, the mounting flowers are not made into the shape of a mountain, but the appearance is not bad.

...Ah, come to think of it...

Homura looked at the kitchen door, and Madoka didn't bother after that.

I took out my phone to check the time, and found an unread text message. I was busy making cakes just now, so I didn't read it right away... It was Yuan's text message.

[Homura, I'm sorry. (_`)]

Yan's heart ached.

...What I just said was too much.

Taking Mont Blanc out, perhaps because he was bored of waiting, Homura found Madoka lying on the coffee table and fell asleep.

The cats surrounded her, and when they heard the sound of Homura opening the door, they turned their furry heads in unison.

...Evidently, I came here early to get off work.

Homura put the cake on the coffee table, half knelt down and hugged the sleeping Yuan.

She woke up.

"flame……?"

"That... I'm sorry, what I just said was a bit too much... I didn't see the text message either."

Homura rubbed against her back, her body warm from the cotton T-shirt.

"And... happy birthday."

The holding body trembled.

"...Thank you, Homura."

Homura hadn't celebrated her birthday for a long time, so she forgot to buy candles.

They are already over 25, one year old and one year old, so don't worry about it, just laugh it off.

"What wish?"

The candle has been forgotten, but Yan still knows the process of making a wish.

"Hmm... I want to be with Homura forever."

forever……

"Nothing lasts forever..."

"Really, what I meant to say is that the romance should not be so realistic. Don't refute at this time, just accept it."

"…yes?"

"Yes."

Yuan cut off a small piece of the chestnut cake, put a slice of melon on it, and stuffed it into Yan's mouth.

"Thank you, Homura."

I love you.