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Multiverse Munchies

Akira discovers that food is the ultimate connector of hearts! Reborn as the owner of a whimsical restaurant, he serves up delicious dishes to heroes, villains, and everyone in between from across the multiverse. With each meal, laughter and friendships bloom, proving that no matter where you come from, good food brings everyone together. Join Akira on this tasty adventure where every bite is a celebration of happiness!

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[3] Lady that like cute things

The business of the cafe was slow, except for the famous curse teacher that came visit a few hours ago. There hasn't been any guest that lucky has been captured by the blue velvet door.

Wait, the word captured maybe a bit too much, as it's made Akira look like a villain here.

"Oh well, it's just 1st day. I'm also not that bored with my situation right now."

Yes, Akira was long for the slow life like this in his previous life. 

So it doesn't matter if today there's no another guest that came to visit his cafe again.

"Hmmm... Maybe I will come to visit those worlds of guests that came to visit outside business hours."

He thought while moving around in his lazy chair that that made him look like an old geezer.

It is late afternoon when I look outside, and the sky, which was once a light blue hue similar to the ocean, has gradually changed to an orange hue that resembles a mixture of red and yellow.

Feeling like she had nothing to do made Akira decide to get up from the chair and start to do some baking, like there's kind of intuition telling him that maybe the guest that came later will be related to bakery.

"What should I make now?"

Akira frowns slightly as there's so much recipe that he remembers from his previous life. Before, he was just happy to see those recipes, even though he knew his limit that he could not fulfill to make those things into real food.

He then remembers a pastry that can be said to be quite challenging to make into perfection.

"Let's make a matcha croissant."

Akira smiles, then starts to gather the ingredients that he needs to make the pastry.

After feeling all the ingredients are in there, he then starts the process.

While he started to playfully prepare the croissant in the kitchen, the blue velvet door was shining for a while before it's open and showing a little lady that's wearing a school uniform that seems like from a cooking school.

Little Lady is also holding something in her embrace that seems to be some purple mixed with pink cat doll.

"Hmmm? Is this a cafe?"

...

"Ugh..."

So tired, that's all I can say as I throw myself into the bed. Reach Bucchi into my hug.

I never thought that on my vacation day on the weekend there was still so much work.

"Ugh... Mama is the devil; Momo hates Mama!"

I cannot help to complain as Mama was really overdone as she accidentally missedcheduled everything that made me have a full day from the morning till late afternoon to face many kinds of ugly people that so obvious act like licking dogs to gain reputation from my consultant advice.

I'm Akanegakubo Momo was a genius at choosing cute things in this world; whatever seeks my attention will be always trending and sold out.

This also made me gain a job as a consultant for many companies to review their products, and Mama became my manager that manages the schedule of appointments.

Of course, appoinment can be done whenever I have free time outside my school life.

Like today, it was last few days before I've going to start my last year as senior highschool. I just want to laze around, as I know that later I would be busy to attend all kinds of meetings with other elite ten councils.

As for myself, I think it's unnecessary to hold meetings too often, but well, it's already one of my duties as third seat.

Ring! Ring!

"Hmmm?"

I've lazily tried to grab my phone to look who's sending chat just now.

Beep!

[Mama: Baby, mama going outside as there's another meeting with client.]

[Mama: If you are hungry, Mama has already bought you some pastry and placed it on the dining table; please forgive Mama today, okay, baby; Mama will compensate my little baby later; I love you, sweetie.]

"...Sigh."

I've thrown my phone side as Mama always likes that, been busy with her companies despite being my manager.

"Is adult world that horibble?"

I cannot help to ask, as if becoming an adult like Mama really made you busy with all those fake things. 

I don't want to grow up at all.

"....."

My room was so quiet; no, my house was so quiet, despitethe fact that there's a maid on duty to clean the house and maintain the garden in the front and backyard house. 

"Too quiet..."

I don't know why today I was so emotionally affected, like everything seemed mellow and affected my emotions. 

It's also made me kind of miss noisy environments whenever I'm with Rindo. Usually, I'm a little bit annoyed, as that girl was too noisy and loved to talk anything to me.

Growl~

Oh gosh, I forgot that today I wasn't eating anything as the schedule was so tight that made me forget to eat. Mama is also hopeless, as she also doesn't know if her own daughter has already eaten or not.

I've then moved my body to get up from the bed, go downstairs, and walk into the dining table to grab some pastry to fill my stomach.

Whenever I'm home, I don't want to bake some pastry, as there's always a maid cooking for me and Mama. Still, today was so strange as the maid that usually cooks seems absent because of something urgent.

I look at some pastry at the dining table, and with one glance I know that the pastry that Mama bought was of high quality that only some famous bakery sells.

Still, if being compared with my pastry, it wasn't even near at all. Despite being tasty, pastry also needs to be cute and catchy to gain the attention of the buyers.

Yes, I'm arrogant whenever due to the pastry and cute things; after all, it's my things. 

My life.

Growl~

"Sigh..."

Oh well, I would grab one to just fill my stomach.

"Aumm."

Just one bit, I cannot help but frown as the pastry is full of flaws. The taste was tasty but nothing special like usual pastry that you can see at those bakeries.

I cannot force myself to have another bite after that first bite; it sure doesn't affect anything of my hunger, but still, it's so hard for myself to eat the thing.

After putting the pastry back in it's place, I cannot help but wonder. There was a rumour that the granddaughter of the principal had this kind of teribble skill called 'God Tongue' that made the owner completely aware of all kinds of flaws of food, drink, or anything that touched her tongue.

At the same time, it made the owner tortured to not easily eat any food, as it's made the owner feel nauseous and, even worse, vomit as the taste did not meet the requirement of that god tongue.

It must be so torture to not taste food that doesn't need the requirement standard that has been set by her tongue god.

"Oh well, who am I? Worried about the others, as I know, must deal with hunger right now."

When I thought that I'd must endure a little bit while making some pastry myself.

In just a second, I can feel there's something wrong happening in my surroundings.

This made me frown as there's suddenly a floating blue velvet door suddenly appearing in front of me.

"What's just happening..."

I don't know why, but I can feel the door seems to call me to open it. At the same time, some kind are telling me that I can find something like a treasure that will change my life.

Gulp.

It's obvious I feel frightening right now, as never in my life has this kind of phenomenon happened.

After hesitating for a while, I cannot help but walk closer to the door while hugging tightly in my arm.

As if it's detected my will and action to grab it's doorknob, the door opens itself as if it's welcoming to get inside.

"Bucchi, protect me..."

With hesitation, I get inside the door.

...

"Cafe?"

Momo cannot help but ask in a low voice, as she is confused and wary right now.

But it was only a few seconds before she was mesmerized by the look of the interior of the cafe, which was so refreshing and captivating her eyes and heart.

The visit she had was especially memorable because Orang hue made the place more beautiful and dreamy, as if she had entered a fantasy world.

Momo cannot help but look outside the glass door, where she can see the beach and vast sea that hypnotized her and made her want to leave, as well as feel the texture of soft white sand on her feet.

She despises going out, especially to crowded places like the beach, but if the beach looked like what she sees right now with her eyes.

Maybe she goes to the beach every day just to spend her time alone and sit her butt on the white sand while looking at the waves of the sea.

Still, she remembers that the place she just got in was kind of a cafe, so at the same time it could also provide food for her as a guest.

She was already so hungry and made some weird growl noise from her stomach that she could not help but, under her intention, walk towards the beach and look at her surroundings.

"Where the owner?" She asks herself, then hears a noise behind the wall.

Knowing this prompted Momo to approach the stool bar and take a seat while hugging Bucchi.

"Excuse me!"

Momo was a cold person to a stranger, and it took minimal a week for her to notice the person if the person had some unique personality or had a tendency toward cuteness.

She also already visited a dozen cafes like this, but this time it made her feel different. Like, she wants to spend more time in this cafe than she thought.

Akira just finished the final process, and that's when the whole tray of his matcha croissant came out after he washed his hands and wiped it with a clean towel.

"Welcome! Sorry for making your waiting, distinguished guest."

Momo smiles with happiness as there's a manager from the back of the kitchen; at the same time, she wonders why she kind of feels shy right now just by seeing the man.

It's like she never saw a man before this.

"Uhum, manager, can I order something? This is a cafe, right?"

Akira never expected that one of the heroines from that food world was already touchdown into his cafe on the first day.

It's also Akanegakubo Momo, the third seat of the elite ten council 90th generation.

"Of course, my lady. As you can see, this is a cafe nearby the beach, and I'm the owner of this place."

Being called lady made Momo cannot help but smile. It wasn't a special thing, as she was often called a lady by her maid; still, a like that by the man made her feel kind of shy, but at the same time, it's not a bad thing.

"Um... then can I order some food? I'm already hungry, so I don't have any requests right now."

Feeling shy, Momo seems to act like another person. If Rindo sees this, her jaw will drop to the floor and pinch herself while asking, Who the fuck are you? Where my little arrogant cutie, Momo?!

"Sure, my lady, it's coincidence that I just baked some fresh matcha croissants. May I ask if you want some of it? Also, did you want some drink? In my cafe, you can order any drink without exception."

"Um... Can I have some kind of ice tea?"

"Sure, wait a moment." 

Akira gives his smile before deciding to give some lavender ice tea to Momo.

Momo, who sits like a good girl just watching Akira do, doesn't know why this man was so captivating in her eyes. Like there's some throbbing in her heart just seeing of him.

She doesn't know, but she thinks this man was good, especially his movement doing ceremony tea to just prepare ice tea for her.

His movement was flawless and graceful; that made her cannot blink her eyes, aware that she would miss anything.

"Here your lavender ice tea, lady." He then walks into the kitchen, leaving Momo, who always beams him with a gaze of admiration.

Akira wasn't ignorant or completely a stone person that doesn't know about women, especially after becoming an omnipotent being; it seems this also affected his look and charm.

An adolescent girl in her 17s became captivated by his presence and look.

"Oh well, let's take slowly." He mutters as he oblivously cannot act herbivore with the kind of power he possesses right now. Still, he wants that the girl, like Momo, need to know well her heart before he takes action.

Momo, who is being left by Akira, cannot help but feel kind of lost at the moment; at the same time, she doesn't know how to express her feelings right now.

It's strange, but she was so stubborn and spoiled by the condition of her family and her genius to know about her heart feelings or even knew about simple things like falling in love at first sight.

Still, once again, she said to herself that she doesn't hate at all this kind of feeling.

Momo, look at the fresh lavender ice tea that just made in front of her eyes. Unlike other cafes, the portion of drink was huge, and the ice on the glass wasn't too much that it gave her the illusion that her drink was full.

She tried to take a sip from the stainless steel straw.

Refreshing, cold, calming, and tasty.

She never thought that she would be going to praise a such normal drink in her life. 

Her corner mouth was upward while she tried to take another sip while her expectation about that man of pastry was raised to another level.

Like this man can easily make this kind of drink that is so perfect in her taste buds, how about the pastries that Momo is concerned about more than just cute things?

Without letting her down, in the next few seconds, her nose caught the aroma of fresh pastry that had just come out of the oven, and the aroma alone made her gulp down, unable to hold the saliva that had suddenly accumulated in her mouth.

She, who was already hungry and doesn't eat from the morning, felt every second that the past was torture for her.

Bucchi that she was holding almost became mushy as it's owner hugged it too tight that it looked like it was suffocating.

"Sorry for the waiting, my lady. This is your fresh Matcha croissant."

Momo sighed secretly as the man came out while holding a plate with three pairs of croissants in his hand.

Even though Momo was already familiar with aroma fresh pastry, this time it was totally different, as if the aroma itself sent electricity into all of her pulse body and at the same time raised her appetite to the highest level she had ever known.

Three pairs of croissants on the plate were too dazzling, like there's a gold glow layer surrounded by croissants. 

As for the matcha, she doesn't see it on the surface, so maybe it was used as the filling inside the croissant.

"Please eat it while it's still hot and fresh; I'm assured if the taste was not tasty. I will make another pastry just for you, my lady."

Momo once again felt shy, but not worse like before. She then nodded before putting Bucchi on the next chair, as she wanted to use both hands and focus on the pastry in front of her eyes.

She was concerned that the pastry was still hot and would cause her to scalp her hand, but she felt her hand was fine.

Croissant itself needs to be crips, flaky on the outside and soft and buttery on the inside. To have a perfect combination of those was quite hard for those who still learn about pastries.

Momo gulped once before putting the croissant into her mouth.

Crisp.

Her pupils widened dramatically as she felt the croissants' outer crust was extremely crisp, and she tried to rip the pastry with her teeth.

She felt as though she had not even attempted to bite something because it was so soft. The matcha filling inside the croissant also burst inside her mouth; the sweetness and bitterness of matcha reached perfection. The bread itself is also buttery and tasty.

"Ummm~"

Momo cannot help but moan as the pastry was so tasty that it made her close her eyes and want to enjoy every moment her taste buds spoil with perfection of flavour.

Maybe, if it can be explained in dramatic terms, her soul already left her body on the way into heaven.

Akira, who sits opposite her, cannot help but smile and appreciate the blissful expression of his customer.

"Tasty food was always able to melt people into happiness."

...

Momo quickly consumes three enormous croissants from the plate.

She sighed contentedly after drinking her lavender ice tea, which had cleared the swediness from her tongue and mouth.

Her eyes were beaming looking at the manager in front of her; she never thought that she really hit the jackpot to find this place where she seems to open into a new world.

Realizing that her ability at pastry is just dust if being compared with a really powerful powerhouse.

"How the taste, my lady?" Akira asked teasingly.

Momo feels quite blushing as she never thought that she was going to devour all those pastries with no break, and the worse she thinks she can take a few croissants right now and doesn't even feel full at all.

"It's so tasty, manager," she said with a lower voice as she feels so shy right now.

Akira smiled in happiness hearing it. "Oh, it's really a compliment to have received praise from my lady." then slightly laughed.

"Manager was a bully," Momo complains in a tiny voice, but a smile appears in her face.

"Ummm, manager. May I know your name? Also, where is this place exactly, as I enter this place from the blue velvet door that just suddenly appeared in my house?"

Akira smiles and opens his mouth to start explaining things to Momo.

He tried to slowly explain to Momo, who is just a normal human and doesn't know the concept of another world or whether there's another universe or multiverse.

Momo, who is hearing it carefully, feels like once again her vision was open once again.

She was a normal human that lived on earth and had a tendency toward geniucity at pastries and cute things. So it's normal to panic and be shocked knowing that there's something huge out there outside her world.

"I-I see... Although it's hard to digest all of the information, that just manager explain to me. To know that the fact that I can visit this cafe just bypass that floating door in my house already explains tiny things about it."

Like she said before, she really hit a huge jackpot and doesn't care if her luck for many years has already been used at this moment.

"Oh yeah, manager. May I know who you are? As you forget to introduce yourself."

"Hm? Oh, my name is Akira. Nice to meet you, lady."

Like usual, Akira plays fool as if he doesn't know the name of his opposite talk.

"Momo, Akanegakubo Momo."

"I see, lady Momo. What a beautiful name."

Momo lowers her head as she doesn't really have defense measures in front of Akira. Like the man was her nemesis that easily can havoc her world upside down.

There's a quietness between them, where Akira really love to see the expression of shyness Momo said that she thought she was so cute, like a docile cat that needed to be teasing. As for Momo, her heart was beating like crazy that made her doesn't even dare to meet eye to eye with Akira.

Still, both of them don't think this was awkward, as they find this situation fond.

"May I know what these cute things are that sit beside you, lady momo?"

Hearing the question made Momo look at her side. then grab Bucchi and hugging it.

"It's name was Bucchi; it's my friend." Momo explain with low voice.

Akira smiled then tried to grab one of the hands of the doll cat.

"I see, hello, Mr. Bucchi. My name is Akira; nice to meet you."

Momo feels stunned seeing this; she never thought that there's a person that makes Akira act like this. Unlike the others, he doesn't even laugh or feel pity at her because she act childish to bring a doll with her wherever she go.

"What's wrong, lady momo?"

Akira stunned seeing Momo suddenly cry while looking at him; he then quickly create handkerchief to wipe soft tears from Momo eyes.

"Hmmm? Ahh, sorry... I don't know why I'm suddenly crying like this."

Despite said that her tears seems doesn't stop from falling from her corner eyes.

Akira just softened slightly, as he thought maybe the way Akira knew why this pretty lady suddenly cried.

He doesn't say a word while gently swiping tears from Momo, as the person itself hug tightly Bucchi into her embrace.

...

Momo threw herself into her bed, hugging Bucchi tightly, after saying goodbye to the magical man and telling him her story and what had happened in her world.

She then took out a blue velvet card and looked at it with tender eyes.

"Akira..."

His name rang in her ears, and his image remained on his head. His ability to make the perfect pastry, as well as his unique personality, left an impression on her.

"Akira..."

She hugged Bucchi even tighter, burying her face in it, as if her heart would explode at any moment because the man had suddenly entered her world and turned it upside down.

She is not sure why she was so shy and did not dare to look at Akira as if her heart would explode.

Now she seems perplexed as to why she acts like this while recalling her memories with Rindo and that girl saying something to her while reading a girl magazine in their dorm.

It was love at first sight.

Yes, she just remembered the word and its meaning. She believes she just experienced a legendary moment that occurred to a girl her age.

She then took a peek at the blue velvet card again while smiling cutely at it.

"Oh... Akira..."

She then remembers about something, and that's a handkerchief that's being used to gently wipe her tears from her corner eyes.

Her mind was filled with memories of the man being gentle and cautious, as if she were a precious thing in his eyes. The handkerchief itself was nothing special when compared to the handkerchiefs of those noble European families.

Still, in Momo's eyes, this item was more valuable than anything she had in her life. It also has stitches with the initials A in the corner, below the right handkerchief.

Momo can not help but quickly place the card and handkerchief in Bucchi's back pocket before confronting her.

"Bucchi... No, Mr. Bucchi, from now on you must protect those two things and must prevent any stranger to find or even touch them. You understand?"

Bucchi, who was only a cat doll, could not respond to Momo's words. Momo was still happy about it until she fell asleep and closed her eyes, hugging Bucchi with a smile on her face.

...

A/N: This is an extra chapter for subtitute yesterday. I think this story will be slow pace, and I will really take time to set how things will progress, as I'm going to learn from my previous mistake like what our Mr. Tony Stark always does.

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