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"... A cooking competition? Really? ribbit"
"Well, yeah ! We're all stressed out because of the exams and everything, so I thought it would be fun ! Of course, I won't be participating, I would be an advantage to either team-But, I'll be the judge !"
"Well... It's actually not a bad idea, Sato ! It could really be fun ! We all need to chill out a bit, after all..."
"Eh, I knew you'd be on my side, Midoriya !"
Gathered in the dorms' lounge, our dear class 1A was feeling exhausted because of the upcoming exams, and the latest fights they had to deal with. Everyone felt tensed, troubled, and even annoyed for some of them. Most of them were locking themselves down to study, or were going outside to train without a break. They barely had the time to chill, or spend time with one another. And as the pro pastry chef of the class was baking a cake to cheer the mood of his classmates, an idea popped in his mind: organizing a cooking competition with everyone ! It would allow them to spend time together, chill out a bit, and just have fun ! Thus, on that night, after diner, he gathered everyone in the lounge and suggested his idea. After that little talk, each member of the class looked at one another, before nodding cheerfully. Mina and Tooru cheered the loudest and jumped, giggling; Ochaco, Tsuyu, Momo and Jirou thumbed up with a smile; Kirishima, Kaminari, Mineta, Aoyama and Sero challenged each other on whom was going to do the best cake; Fumikage, Ojiro, Koda, and Mezo stood a bit aside, but still approved the idea; and finally Iida, Deku, and Shoto - who was actually just following Midoriya - went towards Sato to ask him how the teams were going to be made. Even Bakugo did not seem to mind, - well, he just let out a loud grunt and rolled his eyes; but he did not say anything, so let's consider it was the same ! -
Pretty satisfied that everyone seemed to approve, the pro-baker cleared his throat, and explained the rules he had in mind.
"Four teams !" He shouted. "You'll have an hour to prepare a type of cake I'll choose ! The first two teams will challenge one another with a type of cake, the last two ones with another; and in the end I'll decide who will be the winner ! And we'll eat the cakes, of course." Everyone looked at one another, and seemed to approve the rules.
"But, how are the teams going to be made ?" Asked Momo. "Because I'm afraid that if it's free-"
"Tch, doesn't matter how they're made. I'll still beat y'all, nerds." Mockingly provoked the explosive blonde in a cheeky grin.
"Come on, come on everyone." Sighed the representative of the class, pulling his glasses up on his nose. "Four teams, it means one team of four, and three teams of five. Let's separate each other based on our cooking skills. It has to be fun, but it's also a competition ! We need to take things a bit seriously."
"Of course Iida would be motivated by the competition side..." Giggled Kirishima with a grin, and turned his head towards Kaminari. "Oi, Kamibro ! We need to be in different teams, and same for ya Sero ! I wanna show you guys how manly my cake will be !"
"Pft, I'd love to see that ! " Chuckled Sero, while Mineta and Aoyama looked at one another, pouting.
"Oi, you forgot about us !!"
And as the funny banter kept going, the girl's group gathered to talk as well.
"I would have loved us to be in the same team and just show the boys we're better cookers !" Chuckled Tooru, approved by Mina, who wrapped her arms around her shoulders.
"I swear that would have been soooo much fun !! But we do need to separate..." Sniffled the pink alien. "I'm not really bad at cooking, but baking... It's completely different ! Maybe if I want a chance to win, I should pair up with Bakugo... We all know he's really good..."
"If you want an advice, anyone who will end up with either Kaminari, Mineta, Aoyama, or even Tokoyami, - no offense - is doomed." Teased Jirou in a light giggle. Little did she know that one of those someone was not far behind, and heard them.
"Oi. I'll let you know that I'm a better cook than you can think, Jirou-Jack !" Startled by his voice, Jirou turned around to face her favorite dumbass, crossing her arms as she raised an eyebrow.
"Oh yeah, mister clumsy ? Don't you remember what happened last time you tried to cook something for one of the Bakusquad's sleepover ?"
"Hey !!! I just burnt a bit the cookies, it was nothing much !!!" Grunted the electric boy in a pout, as his friend rolled her eyes, refraining a laugh.
"You're as dumb at cooking as overusing your quirk, y'know."
"Okay, I accept the challenge, Jirou !!" Groaned Kaminari as he pointed his finger towards her. "If you're right, then I have to pay everything you want in one of our hangouts ! If I'm right, you owe me respect and will have to do everything I want for a whole day !! Do we have a deal ??"
"What ? No." She grumbled, looking up. "Nope, I'm not accepting your stupid challenge, idiot."
"What ? What did I hear ?" Smirked the blonde, squinting his eyes. "You're not able to do it ? That's it ?"
"What ?!" Gasped the rockstar as she frowned. "You know what ?! Okay, I accept your dumb challenge. My team will beat yours, and you'll shut your stupid mouth, Kaminari !!!"
"Oh, I'd love to see that."
Momo and Mina took a look at one another, and smirked. They both knew what was going on. This cooking competition was definitely going to be entertaining.
And, with that, the teams ended up being made by Iida, Momo, and Sato ! Because everyone was arguing and it was taking way too long. But at least, they all laughed pretty much, especially as many of them went towards Bakugo to ask him if they could be in his team. At which the explosive blonde answered "SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH YALL EXTRAS!!"
. . .
Thus, the teams were the followings:
Team 1: Midoriya, Kaminari, Shoto, Tsuyu and Ochaco
Team 2: Bakugo, Kirishima, Jirou and Momo
Team 3: Sero, Ojiro, Aoyama, Iida and Mineta
Team 4: Mezo, Koda, Fumikage, Tooru and Mina
... Well, our story really starts to be interesting from now one. The first two teams were going to compete against one another ! Their goal was to bake a layer cake, chocolate and caramel, with mascarpone !
"Wait, it looks pretty much complex... Are you really sure it's a good idea ? I mean, they're advantaged with Bakugo on their side, but us..."
"Don't worry Todoroki-kun, we'll do just fine !! We just need to train a bit before, right ?"
"Yes, Midoriya. I'll let you you guys time to train ! The goal isn't to bake something perfect, it's just to have fun; even though it's a competition !!"
"Tch, we'll beat y'all for sure guys, no worries." Grinned Bakugo as him and his team walked past them. Midoriya, Tsuyu and Ochaco looked at them with a smile, while Kaminari seemed to challenge them by squinting his eyes with a smirk. Shoto stood a bit aside, a faint grin in the corner of his lips. Jirou and Momo waved at the girls, before the rockstar's eyes met the blonde as he walked towards them, frowning.
"Hey, don't sound so confident !! You'll regret underestimating us !!" Grunted Kaminari in a pout. Kirishima let out a laugh, as Jirou extended her earphone jack to poke his forehead.
"We'll see that, Jamming-yay ~"
"I'll beat you, Jirou-Jack !" Exclaimed the blonde proudly, putting his hands against his hips. The earphone jack girl let out a mocking chuckle and rolled her eyes, as he sticked his tongue out at her in response. Momo, Tsuyu and Ochaco glared at one another in a slight smirk, before Bakugo "tsks" once again, and started to walk away.
"Stop bantering. Kirishima, Jirou, Yaororozu, we're going to train. Move your asses."
"Wha- We're not-!!!!" Shrieked the rockstar girl, but just sighed and groaned as she, and the others, followed him...
. . .
Kaminari suddenly turned around his teamates, hesitantly. He cleared his voice, and mumbled.
"Guys... Do you think you can participate without me helping you ?"
"Hu ? What do you mean, Kaminari ?"
"What ? Why ?"
"Hm..." Ochaco hummed, looked at Deku and Todoroki, and smiled. She had pretty much an idea on why... The gravity girl thus took a step forward, and claimed. "I think I know why... Does it have a link with your own challenge ?"
"What ? His own challenge ?" Questioned Shoto, raising an eyebrow.
"What do you mean, Uraraka-san ?"
"What Ochaco means, ribbit, is that Kaminari and Jirou challenged one another."
"Exactly !"
"W-Well-" The pikachu boy grunted, and looked away, a bit ashamed. He cleared his throat, and blew up his cheek. "Kindaaa... I just-" He sighed, and nervously rubbed the back of his neck. "I just-"
"Oh, you want to impress her ?"
They all started at the low-pitched voice who just talked.
"Oh ! Tokoyami !"
"Am I wrong, Kaminari ?"
The electric boy gulped, and felt a slight blush heating his cheeks. He grunted, and tilted his head. Of course Fumikage was right. But, firstly, why did he even want to impress her ? Why did he feel deep in his guts this will to make her proud, to hear her say "okay, maybe you're not that bad, sparkly." That was probably how she would say it. The thought alone made him grin. Secondly, if he assumed it, they would all mess around about it with him for ages. Thus, he just took a deep breathe, and grumbled.
"Naaah... I just wanted to-"
"C'mon, you can say it, we won't judge ya ribbit. After all, if Ochaco wasn't in Midoriya's team, I'm sure she would have wanted to impress him, for example. I think anyone related who's in a different team can wish that. There's no shame, ribbit."
"Yeah, I agree with Tsu- HEY !!!!" Shrieked Ochaco in an embarrassed moan as she covers her face with her hands. Deku was startled a bit by the frog girl's words, and blushed a bit.
"Yeah, I see where you're coming from, Asui-san..."
Kaminari sighed, and looked up at them, then at Tokoyami. The dark bird nodded, and starred back at him with a insistent gaze. The electric blonde grunted once more, and let out a loud exhale, crossing his arms against his chest.
"Okay yeah, fine, maybe a bit- It's just- She's teasing me all the time about how dumb I am ! I kinda just want to- You know- For once-"
"We get it, Kaminari." Gently nodded Shoto. Ochaco and Tsuyu let out a giggle, glancing at one another; Fumikage secretly grinned; and Deku lifted his hand to pat his shoulder.
"We'll do great even if you bake your little thing on your own, don't worry ! Do you need any help with it ?"
"Nah, I can do it on my own ! But if I'm finished before you guys, I'll come to help !"
"Oi Tokoyami, come here we need to start training !"
"Good luck, guys."
"Good luck to you too !!"
. . .
And on those words, may the cooking competition- Ah... No, not yet. Everything was not ready yet.
"Um... Uraraka ?"
"Hm ? Yes Kaminari ?"
"I have a favor to ask..."
. . .
"You can count on me !" Giggled Ochaco as she crossed her hands together in a wide smile. Kaminari pouted and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand.
"Are you sure...?"
"Yup ! Absolutely !"
"Uraraka ! Kaminari ! We're starting ! Come on !"
With a last look and nod to one another, both rushed towards their teammates to start working. The competition was on the next day ! Sato had allowed them to start training a bit tonight. The next day, they'll have two hours, before the competition starts !
Everyone was pretty much excited. Especially some of them... Like a certain blonde electric boy. And even the pro-musician girl of the class was, though she did not want to admit it.
~ . . . The next day . . . ~
"Is everybody ready ??"
"YEAH !!"
"Okay... Three... Two... One... BAKE !!"
And there it was. The beginning of that exciting competition.
Kaminari was standing in the back of his other teammates' work surface. He was a bit hidden by them, and seemed to be highly concentrated. If anyone could have seen his face, not a single person would not have been stunned by how serious he looked, how refined his movements were, and how much... Passion, he put into his cake. He was doing a layer-cake too, chocolate caramel mascarpone, but... A smaller one. And he was doing it on his own.
He had not slept much last night.
"Why do I want to impress her so bad ?" That question obsessed and bothered him all night. He did not really know why he was doing that, right now.
"Why do I want to impress her so bad ?" He went round in circles for a few hours, unable to find the answer.
Well, of course Jirou was one of his best friend ! He loved to spend time with her. They were playing music together, from time to time, in her dorm. They did hangouts with the Bakusquad, they teased each other quite a lot, and craved to challenge each other whenever they could. And he absolutely admired her talent in music, her singing, her strength, and... Yeah, he appreciated her a lot. Furthermore, he never really admitted it, but some of her teasing could really hurt him sometimes... Especially when it was about how dumb he was.
Because, deep down, a part of him did not know if it was still in the teasing, or if she really thought that of him.
... And that thought gave him the answer he needed to have.
"I want to impress her because I want to show her, and I want her to see, that I'm more than just a dumb charger."
That was the first answer he came with... Before he found another one, a bit more accurate.
"I want to impress her because I want to hear her say she is proud of me." But why did he want to hear that, inherently...? Well, because... Because...
...
... Because he loved her, of course.
Kaminari had understood his feelings quite some time ago. But he had decided to keep them hidden deep inside of him.
He did not want to assume them. Well, more precisely, he was scarred to assume them.
He was entirely convinced that she would never reciprocate his feelings. He talked himself into thinking this way, because she was way cooler than he was.
Jirou Kyouka... That girl was... Bittersweet. Yes, it would be her word, if she were a flavor. Kaminari always thought of her as a talented punk rockstar; someone you can trust with your life... But you would better not get on her nerves. In other words: bittersweet. The purple-haired girl always impressed him, and the blonde wanted to impress her back with that stupid competition.
That was why he was so determined to do his best. He aimed for perfection, at that exact moment. He was very precise, very meticulous. His hair was messy, he had cream and chocolate all over his apron, sleeves, and even on his arms and face; but still, he wanted to try his best for her.
Our dumb little charger boy was sure she would not reciprocate his feelings... And yet, his heart still had a glimpse of hope she could, maybe, eventually, do if he tried hard enough to impress her.
... Little did he know he did not even have to try that hard. But he was convinced he had to.
. . .
"Annnddddd... Done !!! The hour is done, everyone put your utensils down !!!"
It was the end of the competition. Each cake was almost cooked. Sato waited for each of them to be ready... But Kaminari was staying in the back, far from the others. He was impatiently, but nervously, waiting for the results. No matter what the results were going to be... He was just waiting for the signal. Nothing more, nothing less.
And when he heard Sato talk... His heart skipped a beat. It was almost time... Almost... Time...
"Fine !! I'll start with the first two teams ! Let's see..."
And the pro-baker took some minutes to reflect on which cake was the best. Both were actually pretty good, but, as expected...
"Hmmm... Midoriya, your team did awesome ! It was even better than what I expected ! But, still... Bakugo, your team did bake it a bit better. It's kinda hard, but... I'd say the win goes to you guys !"
In a shout of joy, Jirou and Momo hugged one another, and Kirishima put his arm around Bakugo's shoulder, screaming "We won, Bakubro ! That's thanks to you !", to which the explosive blonde just answered a "Tsk"; with a slight grin in the corner of his lips that absolutely told everything. Shoto sighed, but clapped to congratulate them; Midoriya came to say "Good job !", but Bakugo hissed at him; and Ochaco... Took a look at Momo. And winked. The tall dark brown-hair girl let out a soft chuckle, and winked back... And both of them took a quick glance at Kaminari.
That was it.
That was the signal.
He had asked Uraraka to talk about his little secret trick with Yaomomo, as she was in the same team as Jirou. She would be the one to smoothly tell her "go outside to taunt Kaminari", or something like that.
And that wink was his signal. The signal who said "you can get out."
The yellow-haired boy felt his breathe fastening, and he gulped; keeping close to his heart the precious cake he baked for her. He closed his eyes for a second, took a deep breathe; before stepping very quietly backwards, and getting out of the room. He stepped a bit in the corridors, and leaned against the wall.
In just some minutes, Jirou would get out. And he would have to face her, and... Shit. It made him feel more anxious than he could ever think. His mouth was dry, and he really looked like a mess. The blonde sighed loudly. He absolutely dreaded her reaction, now.
. . .
On her side, Jirou happily wrapped her arms around Yaomomo in a chuckle.
"We won, Momo !!"
"Yeah we did !!" Gently giggled her best friend, petting her head.
"Where's that idiot of Kaminari ?? He owes me an entire shopping day !!" Laughed the purple-haired girl, looking around. "No, seriously where did he go ?"
"Oh ? Well, I think I saw him step outside just a minute ago..." Momo was trying so hard not to laugh. She found the situation way too cute, and considerate; but also... So amusing. She took a small inhale, and tried to keep it together. Jirou frowned and squinted her eyes; before raising her head towards her best friend.
"Pffft, don't tell me he went away to cry like a baby because he lost ?? I'm gonna go get his ass if that's the case !!" Groaned the purple-haired rockstar as she quickly walked outside of the room. Ochaco quietly sneaked to Momo's side, and chuckled softly.
"How do you think she's going to react...?"
"Oh, she'll surely shout at him that he's an idiot. But trust me, she'll love it. More than she'll ever admit..." Both of them glanced at each other, and gently laughed; under the intrigued glares of both of their teams.
. . .
Jirou let out a loud sigh as she looked around in the corridors.
"Oi, Kaminari, get your ass he- Ah, there you are !!" She mockingly chuckled as she noticed him standing in the corridor.
Startled by her voice, he took a nervous breathe, and turned around to face her; the cake hidden behind his back. The blonde had never felt his heart beating so fast. His hands were sweaty, and he felt his lips shaking lightly. He tried to stand still and fierce as she walked towards him, a cheeky grin in the corner of her lips. Now standing right in front of him, Jirou hummed as she put her hands against her hips.
She looked up at him tauntingly. "Why the heck are you outside ? Too disappointed you lost, exactly like I predicted ?" Chuckled Jirou as she raised her eyebrows. "Now, you owe me an entire day of shopping ! You better stick to your words, Jamming-yay !"
"A-Actually, Jirou-" He nervously said very quietly. He gulped, and looked away. "I- I didn't bake with the others...-"
"Hu?" The rockstar, confused, frowned and crossed her arms against her chest. "What the heck do you mean?"
"Well... Um-" He laughed nervously, and could not dare to look at her. The purple-haired girl let out a loud grunt, and extended her earphone jacks to poke both of his cheeks.
"Okay, Kaminari what's going on ???" The electric boy took a deep breathe, and finally dared to look at her. The curiosity in her beautiful dark gray/purple eyes... Her slight frown, her messy purple hair, her light purple apron almost untied... He could not refrain a soft smile at this view. And, suddenly, he felt way more confident. His smile grew wider, and he lifted his head up; slowly taking the cake back in front of him.
"I didn't participate with the others..." He quietly said a bit louder. "Because I..." He gulped. Now was the time. The blonde finally handed her the small cake he did, looking slightly away. "... Because I made this one for you."
. . .
Jirou was flabbergasted. What the heck did he mean by that...? That dumb blonde was just standing in front of her, handing out his small cake... That he made for her??? Feeling her cheeks suddenly burning, and her heart skipping a beat, the purple-haired girl opened widely her eyes in surprise, and stood completely still, in shock.
"What...?"
"I- I wanted to show you that- That I could actually be good- And-" He muttered, raising his shoulders. The rockstar blinked in confusion, and tried to think of something to say... She closed her eyes for a minute, wrapped her arms around her, and extended her earphone jacks to gently wrap them around the cake.
"You... Are such an idiot..." Is the only thing she could mutter as she looked away, a bit embarrassed. She softly brought the cake back to her, and grabbed it with both of her hands; starring at it. It was a small but a bit high layer-cake, double-note shaped. She was literally melting from the inside. Squinted her eyes in tenderness, it was almost impossible for her at that exact moment to remain her usual tough self. She let a soft grin outlined the corner of her lips.
"E-eh, I knew you'd say that..." Whispered the blonde as he rubbed the back of his neck in a chuckle. Jirou sighed, and slowly looked up at him in a pout.
"Seriously... Why did you do that ? I mean- It's unfair for the competition... How can I win in front of that, seriously ?" She groaned, blowing up her cheeks.
Kaminari took a deep breathe, and shook his head. "Forget about the competition... Just eat it and tell me if it tastes good." He simply muttered in a grunt.
Jirou frowned, and sighed loudly. "You- .... Ugh, okay, okay..." She grumbled, and looked down at the cake.
She starred at it for quite some seconds. He really... Made that for her. That idiot. That dumbass. She found herself smiling softly, before taking a bite. She gasped in surprise when she swallowed, and frowned, looking up at Kaminari in shock.
. . .
"Soooo...?" He whispered worryingly. She let out a loud groan, and took a step forward.
"What the heck dude??? It tastes so freaking good??" Shouted Jirou as she extended one of her jacks to poke his cheek. Kaminari let out a relieved sigh, and looked at her with sparkles in his eyes.
"Really ??!!"
"Ugh, don't look at me like a five year old, I won't repeat myself..." She grumbled, rolling her eyes.
"Pleaaaaaseeeee say it again!!!" Kaminari was looking at her like a little puppy. The purple-haired girl looked up at him, rolled her eyes once more, and felt a slight blush appear on her cheeks as she looked away.
"Ugghhh... Fine... It tastes good. Idiot." She grumbled. The blonde let out a slight gasp, and stepped closer to her, sparkles in his eyes.
"Soooo, did I impress youu...?" He chuckled proudly. Jirou was about to answer... Until she realized what he just said. She opened widely her eyes, and looked up at him, confused.
...
"... What ?"
"What ? Uh- I mean-!!!!" Gulp. It slipped out of his mouth.
"... Don't tell me you did that to impress me?" She simply whispered. Kaminari gulped again.
"... Uh-"
"Kaminari." She grunted.
"..."
Kaminari internally cursed against himself. What the heck was he thinking? Why did he say that out loud? He grumbled, and blushed in embarrassment; feeling his heart pinching. Letting out a sigh, the human charger was about to deny everything and just say it was nothing, that she needed to forget about it and that he was just dumb, but... She was faster than him at answering.
"You're such an idiot... You don't need to do such things to impress me... Dumbass..." Whispered very quietly Jirou, raising her shoulders and turning her head to the side to hide it from him. Kaminari opened his eyes widely, and felt his heart skipping a beat. What did she just...?
"... What ?" He let out in a whisper, disconcerted. Jirou grumbled, cleared her throat, and muttered as an explanation.
"I said you don't need to do such thing to impress me, Jamming-yay." She sighed, and dared to glance back at him, frowning.
"... Does that mean that I already do...?" He let out in a whisper, and sniffled. Jirou felt her heart pinching. It wasn't like him to act all... Insecure. What the heck was going on, all of a sudden?
"Oi, why do you sound so nervous and unsure ?? Are you okay ?" She grunted, stretching her jacks to poke his face in concern. Kaminari let out a nervous chuckle, and gently grabbed her jacks to make her stop.
"I-I'm fine !!! It's just- Well-" He nervously muttered, looking around in distress. Finally, it hit her. Of course. The purple-haired girl took a deep breathe, and softly looked at him, wrapping her jacks around his hands.
"... It's not because I always say you're dumb that you're the bad kind of dumb, Kaminari. You're dumb, that's a fact, but it does not make you less intelligent, clever, or talented. And don't you dare think the contrary if you don't want me to zap ya with my jacks." She softly claimed, rubbing his hands with her jacks.
The electric boy looked at her in disbelief. Hearing those words from her mouth... It made his heart flutter like it never did. He frowned sadly as he gently tightened the embrace on her jacks around his hands.
"Jirou..." He softly whispered, but the rockstar girl immediately cut him out.
"Shut up." She groaned, blushing a bit harder and looking away once more. She never really thought that her teasing was affecting him in a bad way... And a part of her felt slightly guilty for that. She thus took a deep breathe, and decided to put her pride aside for a moment, to make it up to him. After all... Jirou deeply knew how much she actually cared about her stupid Jamming-yay. "And... And do me a favor: bake this dumb thing more. It's delicious." She grumbled, and pouted.
Kaminari let out a soft chuckle, and sniffled. If he knew that he needed to hear those words from her, one day... Well... Actually, that was what he wanted, deep down. Now, he was sure that, at least, she did not secretly hate him.
"... Sure will do, Jirou-Jack." He murmured, and smiled widely at her. In return, she glanced back at him, and grinned slightly as an answer.
. . .
They stood still like two idiot for quite some minutes, just starring at each other like two secret lovebirds. Until Kaminari broke the silence.
"Wait... Does that mean that I've won ?"
"What ?" Gasped a bit Jirou as she looked up at him in a frown. "I thought you said "forget about the competition" ??"
"Weeell, yes, but... The idea of you doing anything for meee- Ouch !!!" He tried to tease and joke, but was quickly stopped by her jacks zapping him.
"In your dreams, dumbass." Groaned the purple-haired girl in a sigh, and rolled her eyes in despair. Kaminari let out a chuckle, and shook his hands in front of him.
"Ugghh- Could you at least-"
"Nope." Once again, she cut him straight. The blonde whined, and looked falsely offended.
"That's unfair !!"
"You started the unfair thing !!!" She gasped in a laughter. The blonde laughed as well, and rubbed nervously the back of his neck with his hand.
"Okay, fine you got a point..." He chuckled, a bit embarrassed. Jirou secretly glanced at him, and pouted. She took a deep breathe, and blushed as she grumbled.
"... Let's make a deal. I also do my best to bake you something, and in return you offer me a hangout to the arcade. Deal ?" She looked back at him, trying to look fierce and proud, but... The blonde clearly noticed her fluster, and it made his heart melt. He smiled softly at her, and stretched his hand towards her to boop her nose.
"Sounds perfect to me, Jirou-Jack..."
As an answer, Jirou gasped of surprise, and poked multiple times his cheek with her jacks, even more flustered and embarrassed. She kept repeating "idiot", "dumbass", but he just laughed at her.
She liked his cake. She liked it.
That was all that mattered to him, right now.
She liked it.
. . .
... And maybe she liked him, too. At least... He wanted, deep down, to hope she did.
. . .
... And later, she baked him the said-cake. And it was as tasty as the one he had done for her.