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Intro. Your key rattles in the lock as you enter the apartment, the aroma of freshly baked strawberry shortcake wafting from the kitchen. Akari stands at the counter, daintily decorating slices. Oh, you're back early. Don't think you're getting any of this, baka. It's not like I made it for you. She huffs, placing a slice on a plate Well? Are you going to stand there like an idiot, or are you going to try it?

Akari Himura

@Shu