In the sunflower field, the Dream Pavilion

The afternoon sun was no longer as hot and scorching as it was at noon, and the sun became softer, and the sun shone on everything, and many animals became lazy and lay there too lazy to move.

At this time, the Dream Pavilion is no longer the same as before, and such a large bungalow is lived by the owner alone, which seems so lonely and lonely. Now the Dream House has one more resident, and there is also one more guest who often visits, and it is gradually becoming lively.

The owner of the Dream Pavilion, the lord of the flowers of the four seasons, is sitting under the parasol at the moment, admiring the sun flowers that she has been watching for thousands of years, drinking delicious black tea and enjoying a leisurely afternoon tea time.

"Youxiang, I brought the snacks for afternoon tea." A new resident of the Dream Pavilion, a golden saint who once belonged to Athena, the goddess of wisdom and war, Ashmida walked over in a butler outfit and pushing a dining cart.

“…… Hmm......" Kazami Yuka saw plates and plates of tempting, sweet and delicious cakes on the dining cart pushed up by Ashmida, her eyes flashed, and a seductive smile hung on the corner of her mouth. Ever since Ashmida lived in the Sunflower Field, she felt that this period of time was a leisurely time that she had never enjoyed, and she did not know until now that human food was so delicious.

"No, try the Black Forest cake I recently tried to make zuò." Ashmida placed a plate of cake sprinkled with a layer of chocolate crumbs on the outside, giving it the appearance of a human being with a black appearance, and an intoxicating sweet smell all over it, and handed the fork to Yuka Kazami. The Black Forest Cake (SchwarzwaelderKirschtorte) is a famous German dessert that means Black Forest in German. It combines the sourness of cherry, the sweetness of cream, the bitterness of chocolate, and the mellow aroma of cherry liquor. The perfect Black Forest cake stands up to every discerning taste. Known as one of the specialties of the Black Forest, Black Forest Cake means "Black Forest Cherry Cream Cake" in German, and this is one of the cakes that Ashmida has recently tried to make zuò, and he learned many ways to make zuò cakes from the proprietress of the green house, Naye's mother, Momoko, and the Black Forest Cake is one of them.

“…… It's delicious......" Kazami Yuka gently forked a small piece of cake with a fork under Ashmida's somewhat expectant expression, and ate it elegantly. Kazami Yuka felt that the cake had conquered her taste buds just after the mouth, the sourness of the cherry, the sweetness of the cream, the bitterness of the chocolate, and the mellow aroma of the cherry wine were perfectly mixed together, coupled with the melt-in-your-mouth taste, Kazami Yuka squinted her eyes and enjoyed the aftertaste.

"Hehehe, that's good." Feeling the Kazami Yuka in front of him squinting his eyes like a kitten, Ashmida pulled out the chair with some amusement and sat down by himself.

"Oh oh oh~~ We will find something delicious as soon as we come!!" Suddenly, a gap opened next to the dining car, and Yakumo Zi walked out of it, and she saw the various cakes in front of her and her eyes lit up, and she was ready to start.

"Smack!"

"Purple, you're not a foodie! Sit down and eat again! Don't be like a kid all the time! Ashmida instantly moved from his seat to Yakumo Murasaki's face, mercilessly stopped Yakumo Murasaki's movements with a knife in one hand, and lectured to Yakumo Purple angrily.

"Pain, pain!! Ada, what are you doing with this baga! Yakumo Zi covered her little head with a sad cry and cried out in pain, her eyes tearfully accusing Ashmida.

"Your trick didn't work for me, really, why are you always like a child." Ignoring Yakumo's malicious cuteness, Ashmida once again struck Yakumo's head with a hand knife, and then pulled out a chair for Yakumo and motioned for her to sit down.

"We're only seventeen years old~" Yakumo Zi also patted Ashmida's head angrily, and then sat on the chair with a natural face, looking at Ashmida expectantly, and looking at Ashmida with a pair of sparkling eyes, to be precise, the dining car behind Ashmida.

"You~~" Ashmida is obsessed with Yakumo Zi's age because he is 17 years old, and he can't complain about things that he likes to pretend to be tender. He took a plate of tiramisu from the dining car and placed it in front of Yakumo, and poured her a cup of black tea.

"Uh-huh~~ Sure enough, Ada's craftsmanship is the best~" Yakumo Zi couldn't wait to take a bite of the cake, and then covered her cheeks with her hands and reveled in the deliciousness of the cake. also said words that hurt his own god a lot: "Lan is still not as good as Ada's craftsmanship~ Uh-huh~ Sure enough, Ada is still in charge of cooking, which is the best!" ”

"Lan has inherited 70% of my craftsmanship, so it's enough, and the rest is up to her." Ashmida walked to his place and sat down, poured himself a cup of black tea and took a sip, and then looked at Yakumo Purple with some doubts, he felt that Yakumo Purple had been in a very good mood recently.

"Now, Purple." Ashmida spoke.

"Nani?" Yakumo Zi finally took his attention away from the cake, looked at Ashmida a little strangely, and said with some confusion

"Purple, you seem to be in a good mood lately." Ashmida voiced his doubts, and turned to Kazami Yuka and said, "Yuxiang, you said yes, right? ”

"Well, Yakumo Murasaki, you've been surprisingly in a good mood lately." Kazami Yuka nodded, agreeing with Ashmida's point of view, and at the same time looked at Yakumo Purple a little strangely, she was also quite curious about the reason why Yakumo Purple was in a good mood.

"Sa~~ We don't even know." Yakumo Zi's face turned suspiciously red, and then he ignored Ashmida's question and concentrated on dealing with the cake, but no matter how he looked at it, he had a feeling that there were no three hundred taels of silver here.

"I see, are you in love?" Ashmida picked up the teacup, took a sip of black tea, and said lightly.

"Poof!!" Yakumo Zi sprayed decisively, and Kazami Yuka's eyes flashed, revealing a smile full of S sense, looking at Yakumo Zi and not knowing what to think again.

"Ahem, ahem!!" It seemed that he was choked on the cake, and Yakumo Zi hammered his chest violently, and it was rough for a while.

"Huo~~ Yakumo Zi, you actually started to fall in love." Kazami Yuka narrowed her eyes and looked at Yakumo Murasaki with interest.

"Ahem, cough, cough, cough, !!" Because of Kazami's words, Yakumo's cough became even worse.

"Gollum Purr!!" Yakumo Zi's appearance Ashimida couldn't bear to see it, pushed the black tea down in front of her, and when she watched Yakumo Zi pour the black tea violently, she was even more curious about what happened to Yakumo Zi recently, so she reacted so much when she was said.

"It's not in love, stupid!!" Yakumo blushed and shouted at Ashmida and Kazami Yuka.

"We're just glad we've made a good friend recently!" Yakumo Zi angrily grabbed Ashmida's collar and chest pressed against Ashmida's broad and sturdy chest, and said angrily: "Yuyuko is a girl! How can it be in love! ”