Sunny breathed a sigh of relief. Looks like everyone’s getting along just fine now, which is great since they all need one another to survive in this academy. She’s really greatful for Dominique for defending her but Sunny doesn’t like anybody getting in trouble because of her. Even so, she feels like they can become best friends, and who wouldn’t want to have a bestfriend who has a very cool French accent? 

What Sunny seemed surprised to is that most of the group is talking about french toast. Although when you think about it now, most of them including Sunny, if not all, are really hungry right now. Sure, Sunny ate a lot at the yacht during the trip but that was hours ago. A girl needs to keep on living after all.

Speaking of french toast, Sunny felt like melting butter on a warm bread with she saw Shiro winked at him. She giggled a bit, then she remembered the sword buckled on his belt. “[i]No way, is he actually a samurai spy? Now that’s what you call the best of both worlds[/i]”, Sunny thought to herself. At least they have another thing in common: aside from both being Asians, they also work with sharp metal blades. “[i]But can you really consider needles as blades? A rapier is kinda like a long needle too, so is that also called a blade?[/i]”, she pondered. She shrugged. She’ll think about that later.

Sunny joined Shiro in the kitchen, which is beautiful just like the rest of this place, and also saw Chris already beating eggs. Since she likes to cook, she considered asking them if she could be of any help but she thought that too many hands in the kitchen, especially when they’re only making easy and simple food like french toast, is quite uneccesary to say the least.

Having heard Chris ask about the number of eggs, Sunny opened the fridge full of ingredients and reached out for the milk. Then she opened one cabinet and found a measuring cup they could use. “It’s usually two to four eggs per cup of milk, though it usually depends on the person eating on how much eggs and milk they would like to put on their french toast”, she said to Shiro and Chris with a smile. "Here Chris, you forgot the milk", she said as she put the milk and the measuring cup beside him.  

She sat on one of the chairs at the table and watched them, especially Shiro. “[i]A samurai spy who knows how to cook who’s both adorable and handsome at the same time? Yes please[/i]”, she thought dreamily to herself with a sigh.

[@Agent 47][@Banzai Tracers]