Only after Yan Huan and March 7th had happily taken six skewers did Dan Heng sigh and look at the three remaining skewers in his hand.
"Now, I don't have many Credits left either."
"The money I have left must be reserved for emergencies."
"What counts as an emergency?" Yan Huan asked, taking a bite of his skewer.
"Eating doesn't count, at least."
"..."
After finishing Dan Heng's final offering, March 7th contentedly rubbed her belly.
"Only about seventy percent full... There wasn't enough."
"That dessert stall ahead looks pretty good. How about we...?"
Dan Heng shoved both hands into his pockets and turned them inside out, revealing that they were completely empty. "See for yourself."
March 7th: "..."
"Hey, what's the big deal?" After using the bamboo skewer to pick his teeth, Yan Huan casually tossed it away and strode forward.
"Didn't you see the sign over there for the Dessert Club? Worst case, we join their club. This meal will definitely be free."
There was only one short-haired little girl behind the Dessert Club's stall. She looked like a Pipici, with an adorably round little face.
Seeing Yan Huan walk straight toward her, she couldn't help swallowing, seeming somewhat nervous.
"Classmate, your pastries smell amazing~" Yan Huan immediately began showering her with praise.
"Th-thank you..." The little girl clenched her hands tightly and forced out a smile.
"Is there only one person in your Dessert Club?"
Yan Huan looked around.
"The food smells so good, but the stall is kind of deserted. Didn't the club president come?"
"I-I'm the president."
Pinching the hem of her clothes, the little girl answered:
"You can call me Charika. We're a newly established club, and for now, I'm the only member."
"A new club is great! You've got ambition!"
Yan Huan gave