[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/210324/c514e8101f58f889421092edb63edaa1.png[/img][/center][right][sub]April 11th - After School[/sub][/right][hr]
Daigo watched Kaito's outburst with growing enthusiasm. Finally, someone he could work with around here! So long as the other second-year didn't descend back into souffle-induced hysterics again, at least. Okay, fine, Kaito was weird, but that excitability was something Daigo sorely missed in a kitchen and it was hard to associate with the greats if one couldn't handle a bit of eccentricity. It was just a bonus that the brunette had nothing to do with the creepy mirror world.

[color=ff9933]"I like this energy, but I'm really not the guy to be following for pancake wisdom,"[/color] The ginger offered with a lighthearted giggle. At Ueno's comment, he gestured toward her and nodded in contrast to his prior statement, [color=ff9933]"She's right."[/color] He might've been acting a bit too humble - this was definitely not his first meringue, but he hardly considered his dessert expertise all-encompassing. His comfort zone was sorbet, and it was hard to brag about being good at a recipe with only like three steps. 

Daigo pushed his sleeves up as best he could to avoid any batter stains on his uniform, then paused at Genki's observation. Right. He had no idea where anything was or what the protocol around here was. The only thing on his mind at that moment was separating egg whites, honestly. And a niggling little reminder in the back of his mind not to mess up the meringue and look like a jackass; he'd probably used up all of his luck for the day avoiding any comments about his nervous mannerisms.

[color=ff9933]"Honestly, I was just gonna work with Maeda-kun, but if there's enough stuff for everybody..."[/color] The redhead's voice trailed off as his gaze swept the unfamiliar kitchen. Surely he wasn't so starved for time in a kitchen that the mere mention of [i]pancakes[/i] of all things sent him stumbling over himself in an attempt to cook [i]something[/i]. He cleared his throat and bashfully adjusted his glasses out of habit before looking back to Kaito, [color=ff9933]"But, erm, a tour would probably be a good place to start."[/color] Genki at least had produced a mixing bowl from... somewhere. Daigo had been too deep in his own head to even note where Kaito had pulled it from.

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