Sweet but not greasy.

The taste is soft.

It is accompanied by a sip of tea, and the aftertaste is long.

...

He picked up another piece of mung bean cake.

Looking at the mung bean cake that was raised in front of me.

He was stunned and dazed.

“…if you could speak…”

He murmured.

"That way you can know who secretly ate one of you?"

"still……"

"I remembered it wrong..."

Nightmare is impossible.

This is different from falling out the window.

He knew that his plate of mung bean cake was five pieces.

"Yes or no……"

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

"Mom put four pieces of mung bean cake today?"

Is it possible that this is the case?

He is here thinking about everything and thinking about it...

The reason for the result is very simple?

...

He stood up.

Holding the mung bean cake in my hand, I arrived at the window.

It was still raining outside the window.

The sound of rain and the sound of wind are mixed together.

There is noisy and bustle.

...

He raised the mung bean cake in his hand.

“…This is my mung bean cake.”

“It’s delicious.”

...

“… Do you want to eat?”

He looked around.

“!?”

etc……

He suddenly had a bold guess.

"The missing piece of mung bean cake..."

"Did you eat it?"

...

After the words came to an end, the room was quiet.

The noise outside the window made the room more silent.

...

He was thinking too...

Did he think too much...

Could it be that kind-hearted person who saved him took away a piece of mung bean cake?

when?

When to save him?

Is it so easy?

...

However, the other party is indeed very powerful to be able to rescue him from such a state.

So……

Do something else...

It's not impossible, right?

...

"real……"

He murmured, feeling unbelievable and slowly believed it.

"Is it the mung bean cake you took away?"

...

He received no response.

It was raining outside the window and the wind was whistling.

It filled the entire world.

...

I don't know how long it took...

He felt like he wanted to accept this whimsical guess...

...

He took a bite of the mung bean cake on his hand.

The sweet mung beans permeated his mouth.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

...

He ate a mung bean cake in a few bites.

He murmured, "My mung bean cake is so delicious..."

"Actually it doesn't matter if you take it all..."

Just took one piece and obviously it was just a meaning.

"If you like it, you can come back next time."

“Every time it rains, I will come here as long as I am at home-”

"Uh, it's not necessarily here."

"Maybe it's the room next door."

“There are four private rooms on this floor.”

"I will go to any empty..."

“All on this level anyway.”

"When do you want to eat mung bean cake? You can come and find me."

“In addition to mung bean cake, my teahouse has many other delicious snacks.”

"If you want, you can try it."

"I don't think I'll let you down."

"Maybe you will be like mung bean cake-"

“Like them too.”

...
To be continued...