"Don't mind if I do!" Ritsuka says, in cheery singsong. There's no embarrassment or repentance for what she chose to lead him to first. She's an active girl! She needs her snacks! So with his "permission," she makes a beeline for the counter to peer at the cakes. They're the sort of cute aesthetic thing that one might expect from popular spot, and Ritsuka is not immune to things that are cute.
After a moment, she waves him over, still grinning. "I'll take that one," she says, pointing.
It's not the biggest cake, or even one of the more expensive ones; it's just a small single-serving round thing, with just a bit of decorative piping and several glossy red strawberries on top. Frankly, it's one of the most basic things in the whole case.
"I'll split with you, if you want, but it's the best thing they've got."
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After a moment, she waves him over, still grinning. "I'll take that one," she says, pointing.
It's not the biggest cake, or even one of the more expensive ones; it's just a small single-serving round thing, with just a bit of decorative piping and several glossy red strawberries on top. Frankly, it's one of the most basic things in the whole case.
"I'll split with you, if you want, but it's the best thing they've got."