Accost Splendora ❷ C-10_92 Under The Peach Tree
Under The Peach Tree
Book By Ryan T.S
Chapter 10
Page 92- _Daring Thoughts: Warping Loop_
Kisami.... _Ahaha, my dear maiden, you never cease to amaze me. Well, you're halfway to the truth, again. There's something i wanna buy over the weekend so i've been accepting requests from different classes in return for a little bit of cash. Right now i'm taking over as your restaurants' mascot, Sasaki offered me the job. And i get to runaway from my obsessed fan club._
Rintarõ.... _Oh right, the imperial kids don't get allowance, talk about stuck up._
She made sure her voice tuned to a whisper, afraid of inviting unwanted scenes.
Merumi.... _So what can we do for you Ki-oh sorry, Seigi was it?_
'She definitely did that on purpose, talk about bold!," exclaimed Rin, exclusive to her far reached mind. But the prince remained silent still, placing his feathered chin onto the soft costume palms.
Kisami.... _Mhmm, how about that special dish and a photo with my brothers, oh! and a pack of fortune cookies. I wanna leave some commotion among the girls and my dear brothers._
Rintarõ.... _(Wow, he's certainly matured, in a different childish way though) One special dish coming right up!_
Anyone who knew the prince could tell a sincere grin was torched under that secluded chicken head. No doubt he had changed, certain emotions getting him closer to his brothers. But his sense of bonding was miles wrong, more than the way he wore his chicken costume inside-out.
A clap of two loud hands from boss-ma'am Haruno, and one hot appetizing flavor flew right in. By the time he was done eating and snapping pictures, the photo booth girls went crazy detective style, curious as to what relationship they held. Luckily, she was able to buy them off with free cookies and fake-real explanations.
'Ahhh..., i'm exhausted, my shoulders hurt like crazy!," complained Haru, treading downstairs for a quick grab of clothes in the locker. Having met a disastrous accident which led to "spoiled maid uniform full of salad cream", a change dared to be unusual. Thank the heavens it was just her lunch after serving hundreds of students the whole day.
Time tossed a speedy afterimage, chiming a few minutes before the restaurant's closing event. Their so called special dish was long finished and all that remained was some cheap salad served with refreshing juice, and two steaks of mild spiced beef. _Little miss genius_ received quite the praise from her adored partner, almost to the point of bowing down.
Astonishing success profits stalked her humming down the lockers. She felt like leaping into the air with a shout, but determined not to jinx things, her feet wouldn't jump. Sadly so it could've been a good idea, blinking eyes meeting some shock-shivering view in the super quiet lobby.
To Be Continued...