Chapter 105
Pastel examined the round bread. A somewhat hard and rough surface caught her eye.
Like a giant cookie.
Now she should spread whipped cream and put strawberries on top to complete the cake, but the bread's condition...?
"Is anyone in there~?"
When she knocked with her hand, a dull sound rang out. Things that were either bread crumbs or flour flew.
"Wow!"
A real cookie!
"It ended up like this after all."
Melissa muttered dejectedly.
"Too much flour made the dough rough and dry. Baking it as is made it almost like baked flour."
A totally smart statement!
Pastel was startled!
Elsior who was needlessly peeking due to the commotion in the kitchen looked at Melissa.
"You didn't stop her?"
"I tried... I said putting in too much flour and sugar isn't good. Separate from taste. Sugar becomes liquid in the oven environment. If you put in too much, the dough becomes sticky and ends up baked clay instead of fluffy bread."
"Baked clay."
Elsior muttered. She looked down at the completed baked clay. Thanks to the high flour content too, it was similar to baked clay with too much sand mixed in.
"Yes, baked clay."
Her gaze turned to Pastel. A rebuke asking what she made after hearing this explanation.
Pastel suddenly felt wronged.
"What's wrong? It's not a bad result?"
Though after hearing Melissa's explanation.
Lots of flour makes it dry and lots of sugar makes it sticky, so if the two create fantastic synergy I can make a super ultra awesome cake!
She thought that but really created fantastic synergy and just baked porous and sticky clay, but this is good in its own way!
Pastel held up the cookie friend.
"Cookie friend! Don't be hurt by such harsh evaluations! You're not complete yet! You're a flower that hasn't fully bloomed!"
Like Pastel who spends time with demon's help every morning, originally appearance is over half adornment.
A cookie with whipped cream spreading left is not even half complete yet!
"Are you going to make this a congratulatory cake?"
Melissa was startled.
"I don't know who the recipient is, but it doesn't seem like a good choice. I hear even commoners don't eat such rough bread these days. Especially for commemorations."
A totally disrespectful statement towards cookie friend.
Even though cookie friend has an appearance that doesn't look like bread no matter how you look at it, how delicious it is like bread!
And and.
Cookie with whipped cream on top?
Totally major!
Pastel's confidence swelled.
"Great inventions have twists and turns! From the moment I shouted challenge, unfamiliar invention was already a foreseen future!"
I'm not afraid at all!
Rather my heart is thumping!
"Should there be twists and turns for a congratulatory cake?"
"Ding dong! This isn't a congratulatory cake but congratulatory cookies! Giant whipped cream cookies!"
Nod nod!
"You gave up on cake."
"Come to think of it, the recipe is more similar to cookies than cake."
She ignored their words and prepared whipped cream. Since it's not cake anyway, she placed large teardrop shapes instead of spreading.
"Complete!"
Pastel held up the giant cookie.
"Giant whipped cream cookie!"
There were twists and turns but I completed it!
It'll be a cake demon has never even made before, just as I wanted!
She placed it on a plate and returned to the demon.
"Demon! Demon!"
『Hmm?』
The demon reading a book in a chair turned around.
"Look at this!"
When she rotated the plate, the large teardrop whipped cream rotated along.
"Giant whipped cream cookie!"
『Oh?』
The demon received it.
『You worked hard. A cookie huh. You thought well. Cookies are easier for beginners to make than cake. Good judgment.』
"Try eating it! Try eating it!"
『I will.』
The plate was placed on the table. The demon cut the cookie with a knife. Cookie fragments were created. Elegant hand movements scooped large whipped cream with the knife and placed it on fragments. Whipped cream fragments entered his mouth.
First cookie gift.
Thump thump thump thump.
What taste is Pastel's first cookie?
The demon closed his eyes and savored.
Then he spoke leisurely.
『The flour is crunchy.』
Huk.
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"Student council friends! Did you wait for me!"
Pastel barged in without knocking. An interior with documents messily piled without being properly organized caught her eye.
A boy rummaging through documents with disheveled hair turned around.
"Pastel!"
A face with dark circles brightened.
"Yes! I'm Pastel! Hello Dustin!"
She waved her hand and entered.
Ellie's not here. Did she go to work?
She placed a paper bag on the table.
"Want to eat cookies together? They're handmade cookies by the southern warlord."
To think she immediately demonstrated, the giant whipped cream cookies must have been attractive~!
"Ah, thanks. But if Camelot made them, is it okay for me to eat?"
"It's fine! Want to eat cookies made by the northern warlord too? She put one raisin on the dough completed by the south!"
You might think just one raisin was added, but this is when you use the saying finishing touch!
Raisin cookies with the duchess's clumsy touch!
You can see progress in their relationship from Melissa lending difficult-to-make dough without mocking Bellamont's terrible baking skills!
Proud.
"Uh uh."
She handed cookies to Dustin who seemed to have never received cookie gifts from girls before and sat in the head seat.
"Huaa."
Her body stretched out.
"I'm more suited for management than field work after all. It puts my mind at ease. Like Dustin suits field work. Right, Dustin?"
"Uh uh."
Dustin examining the cookies he picked up was dazed.
"Listen while eating! The atmosphere seemed somewhat chaotic while greeting friends on the way?"
Though she thought they might be happy to finally meet Pastel who was absent from school these past few days, it was a different feeling.
Everyone's attitude of watching carefully was exactly like trying not to upset an authority figure's mood.
"I knew right away! Ah! I'm going to experience Craft's unfairness again! Even though I didn't do anything! Uwaa! That intuition hit strongly! So I came right away."
"About that."
Dustin carefully grabbed the cookie bag and put it away. His face with dark circles became serious.
"Is it right to push Professor Horace as acting chancellor? Not someone else."
Pastel tilted her head, unfamiliar with the seriousness facing her without shyness.
"Right? Senior Horace is also the greatest contributor to normalizing the academy and we're personally close."
Is it something serious?
Is there a problem with the righteous plan to sloppily elect an acting chancellor by majority vote of professors?
She adjusted her posture.
"Did senior betray me?"
Like deciding to oppose Pastel after receiving support from many professors while preparing for the chancellor election, blinded by power.
Though not a good choice rationally, perhaps?
"No. Rather he said to let him know right away when you return because he wants to talk about business privately."
I see.
"Then did another professor step up as a competitor? Like Professor Carlo?"
I was in a state of ordering surveillance with suspicion of cooperating with radical demon race terrorism, did it not go well?
"That professor has gone missing."
He ran away huh.
Seems the pressure from my one-on-one warning on terrorism day worked. I wonder if it's good and bad that I could openly manage while warning. Should I say student safety over arresting suspects?
"Then who?"
"Professor Marius."
Professor Marius?
Pastel recalled her memories.
Marius, Marius.
Seems like I've heard it but also not.
Pink eyes sparkled.
I have no idea!
Who are you...?
"He's receiving strong support from some professors. Even Professor Horace is troubled saying academy work will get tangled later if he forces a majority vote of professors ignoring that faction."
What's that?
Surely he didn't gain strong support with the power of strong cash?
How much money does he have?!
Totally envious, no no!
"Above all, the problem is rumors spread among professors that Professor Marius stepping up reflects Craft's intentions. So everyone's taking a wait-and-see attitude."
"Why me suddenly? I don't have that much money! No no! I don't know that person!"
"Well of course. The policy he says he'll implement if he becomes chancellor is..."
Dustin hesitated. His gaze briefly turned to an empty seat then returned.
"Expulsion of all demon race from Sky Island."
Pastel paused.
Uheh?
Expulsion of all demon race, from Sky Island.
"Because demon race caused this terrorism."
Pink eyes looked at the empty seat. It was the girl's empty seat Dustin had turned to look at.
"Where did Ellie go?"
Dustin wiped his face.
"She took a leave of absence."
Looking around, messily piled documents were visible. They were administrative documents left without being properly organized.
"Sorry, it's too much for me alone."
Pastel's chest chilled at the unpleasant sensation.
This isn't a light trouble. It's an issue where I'll have to remove my popular person title if I can't solve it.
"Uh, where was Ellie's home?"
"The demon realm probably."
Too far to explain.
Dustin's gaze was felt.
Pastel suddenly stood up.
"I-I'm innocent!"
Dustin nodded.
"Ellie didn't say much either. She just took a leave of absence saying she'd rest a bit since she was about to die from overwork with too much work anyway."
Uwaa!
Pastel clutched her head.
Popular Pastel doesn't lack friend experience enough to believe such words at face value!
"Organize the current situation and report immediately!"
I'll overturn it all!
Betting my popular person title...