Where Did This Other Santa Come From?!

"Don't scare me like that!"

When she heard Mingyou say he wanted more, Akari thought Mochi had addled his brain.

After all, this was the first time she had seen a reaction like this. She had made other desserts for Carmine and the others before, but at most, they had passed out for a little while before waking up. Who had ever stayed unconscious for an entire night?

Had her skills improved?

"I'm not out of my mind. The flavor is hard to describe, but I honestly thought it was pretty good. Haha, maybe I won't be able to stomach any other Mochi after this."

Mingyou spoke very earnestly. That was how he truly felt, and once Akari realized he wasn't just trying to spare her feelings, her expression gradually turned incredulous, until she finally froze for a moment.

"You... really liked it?"

"Yeah. Could you make some more when you have time? I'd like to try some other desserts, too."

Mingyou asked gently. He felt that, after eating Akari's Mochi, any other Mochi might taste bland to him.

"Well... sure, as long as you really can handle the taste..."

The corners of Akari's lips curved slightly upward. Though she was still worried about his condition, she truly loved hearing that. As she watched him, she murmured inwardly, What a strange person...

Finally breathing a sigh of relief, he reassured Ogerpon and the others that there was no need to worry, then got out of bed. Looking at Akari, he asked curiously, "By the way, how exactly do you make desserts like that?"

"I don't know... Whenever I make desserts, they turn out that way, but I'm fine when I eat them myself. That's why I don't even dare add too much sugar when I cook."

"No wonder your cooking