The Fourth Period Is Modern Chinese (Continued)

"At first glance, the soft, saggy appearance is a little ugly, and you can tell the flavors haven't fully blended together. But that's part of the fun of handmade sweets... Even taking into account the fresh-baked aroma and crispy crust, it's still a little too sweet, but..."

She stuffed the pie into her mouth while muttering her expert commentary. After finishing it, she quietly closed her eyes.

The clubroom fell completely silent.

For some reason, the atmosphere was tense. Yuihama swallowed and waited for Komachi to continue.

Time passed in silence, without the slightest sound.

The only thing audible was Iroha saying disdainfully, "What the hell is this girl even talking about...?"

The moment Iroha finished speaking, Komachi suddenly opened her eyes.

"For people who like sweets, this level of sweetness is just right...! Pass! Pass!"

"Yay—!"

Komachi gave a thumbs-up, and Yuihama hugged her tightly. Then the two high-fived. Yukino smiled in satisfaction at the sight.

"Yuihama-san, you've really improved. The difference is like night and day compared to before."

"But I made it together with my mom. Hehehe..."

Yuihama shyly smoothed her bun.

"So, um... I think the flavor should be okay..."

As she spoke, she stole a glance at me.

I see. She'd made it with Yuihama's Mother? Then she probably hadn't ignored the recipe or thrown in strange new seasonings. More importantly, Komachi and Yukino both said it was good. I could safely put it in my mouth.

"Thanks for the food..."

I picked up my fork and took a bite of pie.

The fragrant, crisp crust crumbled in my mouth, followed by the fresh aroma of peaches and a rich sweetness spreading across my tongue.

I'd thought it was apple pie, but it turned out to be peach pie. The fresh surprise made an honest