He’d give a glance to the box she happened to be holding for a moment, looked like it belonged to the cooking club, but he didn’t give it a much longer look, focusing back on the girl in front of him. Not wanting to be rude after all.
“I was wondering if you could give me a hand with something, we’re about to do another fundraiser for the team, and I was hoping, maybe, you’d be able to teach me how to bake?”
For a moment, she looked rather hilariously stunned, her mind drifting back to how she was taught and immediately realizing there would be a small problem there. She could absolutely teach, but… Rebecca adjusted her headset, answering promptly.
“That depends on what you want to learn. Do you want the basics and eventually work up to complicated sweets, or just the basics? There’ll be a lot of working beside a hot stove, and decent upper body strength is a requirement. Y’think you can handle that?”
Fundraising. It wasn’t the most glamorous part of being the Captain of the Basketball Team, but it was one of the most important. They were barely staying afloat with the amount of no shows as it was, but if they ran out of actual funding if someone did happen to join up. Not good. But there was one thing everyone loved and would sell for sure!
“Uh, Bardot-san. Can I talk to you for a moment?”
Rebecca wiped her forehead with her sleeve after setting the box down. It had been heavier than she thought it’d be, with cooking club supplies packed into it, but not as heavy as the stuff she carried back home.
When someone called her, she turned her head towards him, the bells tied to her side braids chiming softly.
And with that, she left her perch, landing before the girl with grace. Perhaps the fox could have been a little more tactful with this, like actually using a disguise of some sort. But really, she didn’t have time to bother with it, and the girl before her didn’t seem to be bothered by her presence either. So why hide it?
“Are you the one who has been leaving offerings to the fox that lives here?”
“Ah- Yes…”
Feng was definitely not screeching in her head, so there would be no danger. Though Rebecca didn’t know what supernatural threats could be in the real world…
“Should I stop? They aren’t getting annoying, are they?”
The young baker worried about that sometimes, but after the woman in the white kimono gifted her a pair of bells, that worry had died down somewhat. Said bells quietly chimed as she turned her head to the plate of dango she had left on the altar.
“Ah, I should call my dad… It’s that day over in the west, I think…”
He blinked for a moment, watching fingers working in a way he wasn’t really used to. Was that sign language? Was her Mother deaf? Either way he kept walking forwards, looking down into the glass case in front of the blonde, and all the treats displayed within.
“Well, you have a valid reason for leaving, most of us don’t.” He knew of a few that skipped classes that were on some kind of probation, Kanji, Ebihara to name a few. Hell, even Yu had missed a class or two. Though he was pretty sure that was just to hang out with aforementioned girl.
Either way, he glanced up at her offer, noticing the dango she offered. “…Sure… how much?”
Her heart had almost skipped a beat when she realized she used sign language in front of someone else, but when he didn’t say anything about it, she relaxed minutely.
“Mm, it helps that me and my mom helped work out a system with the teachers first too.”
She put the plate of dango down on the counter, did a mental calculation before holding up three fingers.
Upon seeing the blonde girl in question he’d give a small wave back for a moment before pushing the door open and heading inside, nose twitching to all the smells that flooded him the moment he had done. A mix of sweet and savory, of fresh bread and other treats. It was kind of soothing.
“Hey.” Was the nonchalant greeting, arms still crossed over his chest a little as he looked around at the all the treats on display. “You leave school early to get here on time or?”
Rebecca nodded in response as she was passed another tray from her mother, quickly signing a thank you to her, and she put them down to start refilling the glass case.
“Yep! I do most of the traditional stuff here, so I leave school early for that. Last period’s just a study hall anyway, so I don’t think anyone cares. S’been like that for both schools I was in.”
She waved a distinctly calloused hand in a dismissive manner, indicating what she thought of the district administration. She held up two sticks of dango that she wasn’t putting into the case, a bright smile on her face.
Again, he wasn’t exactly sure why he was doing this. Why he had taken the strange, strange, girl up on her offer. But yet, here he was, on his way home from school dropping by the bakery, glancing through the window to see if she was there or not.
It should be interesting, right? Thats why he was here.
Rebecca had spotted him outside through the window, vibrant blue eyes looking delighted he decided to actually show up.
She gave him a little wave from behind the glass case, her side braids hanging down from under the bandana keeping her hair off her forehead. She still had her headset on, it seemed. Never took it off.
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