Valentine’s Day Cooking!
Jurina, in her usual way, was thinking of causing some sort of mischief. She felt like in the last few months she had been rather passive…Meaning not playing the pranks she used to. Valentine’s Day was the perfect time to play a few jokes on her friends. What she had in mind was making chocolate…Honmei ones, meant to be given to someone you’re romantically interested in, and then inscribe “I want your body” on them.
If only she knew how to make chocolate…But that wasn’t going to deter her.
Heading to the kitchen, she smelled a sweet smell - was Chef Papa making something sweet? Seeing a girl in the kitchen, she was a bit surprised - not many of the girls woke up earlier than Jurina did thanks to her daily morning runs, but there was someone in the kitchen already making something…Sweet.
“Hiya, Seika,” Jurina said, peeping through the kitchen door at her friend. “Whatcha makin’?”
“Juri-chan!” Seika beamed at the older girl. It was clear she’d been on a run (eh, maybe we can go later) but now, her she was. Apart from having a great time, Seika now had a victim for taste testing!
“I’m making tomo choco for everyone! Here,” putting down the chocolate, she headed to the fridge, getting out some ones that had been cooling for a while. Heading back over to the successor, she held it out, “Say ahhh~!”
Jurina suddenly got a faint sense of danger emanating from the other girl, as her mind whispered to her that running away might be a good option right now. She didn’t quite understand why until Seika came back with a batch of chocolates and offered them to her.
‘Looks like I’m going to be the test dummy,' Jurina thought to herself, wincing. If Seika’s chocolate making was anything like her endurance…Well, Jurina steeled her stomach just in case.
Taking a bite of the chocolate and preparing herself for the worst, she chewed for a few seconds slowly with her eyes closed…Then opened them, blinking a couple of times.
"Not bad, Seika! Not bad at all!” Jurina said appreciatively. It was definitely better than what she could’ve made, at least. She looked contemplatively at the batch.
“They could perhaps be a little sweeter, the bitterness of the cocoa is still coming through a bit.”
