All in One

He admitted Ryu's blarney will never have an effect on him. Black yukata sleepwear wisteria patterned which resorted him to wear it by pawky professional business do really can't help himself not to borak Seiran Ryu through sleepless night.

The garment he wore of high quality material and the design is refined, intricate and gemütlich to wear than pajamas he wore daily.

The owner has excused himself while he's changing. He came out and see Seiran Ryu nowhere. Thankful because he doesn't want them to be obstreperous, which mistakenly could lead them to turn night into daytime.

Clock showing 11:05 p.m. An ideal time to slowly to sleep.

Half an hour he spent time on bedevil by a person made him more tiring than to dealt with 10 grown-ups men. Guessing he could sleep well and nice tonight. 

He lay down on the futon without closing shoji doors. He'll close it for a few minutes later. Breeze of countryside hits differently of a city. Just a plan to sleep without close shoji doors if he's falls asleep.

There's no way out, he would see Ryu in his dream, so he asked him, "What are you doing here again?"

"It's sudden, but I come to take the food tray I leave here. I'm doing my duty as a onsen ryokan master."

"Don't obstruct my view," Akatsuki simple and short answer. 

"You really will be fast asleep after drinking a cold milk beverage."

He doesn't want to answer him, but his mouth open automatically to give him a quick feedback. "I only take three sips from it," murmured Akatsuki.

A frustration.

"Then, let's get your taste buds refreshed."

"Ryu, must you be relentless in making my night sleepless?" Someone tell him why was he never abhorred odious feeling toward diabolic Ryu-sama who's quite diligence messing with his mental state?

"I'm doing my utmost not to let you down, since you're quite personable to take the living room as your bedroom."

An onsen ryokan have an austere rule since he started to work as petty bourgeoisie for in vacation and holiday time in high school. Customers are to be treated of respect, comfort, and care.

Also, a part where customers are also a human being. Most of that type of customers at the lowest pyramid class would just work well with skulduggery rather than be wasted time whereas he could rest easy on easy chair.

Grandma sure knows of hidden deception, but she said nothing because Akatsuki Sora giving him stature he deserved. He was always sitting down leaning on Seiran's leg, at times Seiran resting on lazy chair, eating hot and warm dessert while sometimes putting his head on Seiran's knee. "You don't know what it means to be a moderate, do you?"

"I see we're not dapper repentance in those eyes of girls and women who came to our onsen ryokan. If they do, we'll be devoid of that one human class."

"Put a stop to your inveigle of dessert aroma flavoring my favorite."

"It accompaniment along together with idyll moments wholly."

"You could choose which my rescind you like between made my thigh as your pillow or eat your dessert without ill intention?"Seiran's giving a torn a choice to a person who doesn't want to lose both.

"I could lose my pillow, but I don't want indolent excuse because my appetite for your dessert wonever cease of my partiality," said Akatsuki.

Seiran's small smile hearing a persist love he won't lose though dessert he made just as many of semblance dessert of others chefs or pastry made out there.

It's the taste he has stinginess to share it with other people after one misfortune happened to the guests. They happened to felt queasy after ate dessert made by a kid. To be a picayune competitor in a competition against 5 years old kid is sardonic since it's something he learned from his great-grandmother and of her assistance chefs. 

He knew where a humiliation goes to if it's not on his side.

Collywobbles feelings felt by onsen ryokan's higher chefs ranks is a good cleek theater soap opera he saw after brouhaha turns of events. He could have expected as much because kids are the type of human that are feels good to mess up with.

Unfortunate for them, they chose the wrong puppet at that time.

Desire to see great-grandmother to be always in good health and happiness, he turns things around by flings, making ones who's guilty become the most trustworthy aide for many years.

The dessert exquisite ambrosial exclusive for one of a kind person who insist him to made dessert even after what happened in the day. He thought about taking a break, but a kid one year younger than him is cantankerous realizing Seiran of quiddity to have zhuzh, for the kid unforgettable gusto eating dessert he made, along a glass of warm milk.

A belief and faith laid engraved deep down by Sora to Ryu where he's himself wants those who minds clouded by thick fog making their vamoose from his grandma onsen ryokan now and then.

Sora's flair nurtured Ryu rising up showing his capabilities beyond the limit people set, throwing away hesitation, ignorance, and helplessness. 

A genuine plaudit attitude is sure to see, following Seiran Ryu doesn't mind of Akatsuki's cupidity of dessert. He won't have a palsy walsy attitude for foods he craves and relish.

Sora's clout is a thankfulness magic erasing Seiran's rustiness whenever he step into the kitchen, making any dessert cuisine from any countries catches Sora's eyes.

Worth worthy efforts for a trustworthy customer.

Times when parents are pampering their kids enjoying life outdoor for freedom to do as they like because they're kids and supposed not to worry over things, he's going through empirical around onsen ryokan every corner and its responsibilities it holds.

Onsen ryokan's right was transferred to her grandma friend which she's Akatsuki Sora and Akatsuki Saya's grandmother is now back into his hand after months he came back from abroad.