Kaito sat back and looked over to Baaya. Wearing a sheepish grin and a laugh he got off Hakuba and offered a hand to him. “What’s this about a cake, Baaya-chan?”
Hakuba took the offered hand and got to his feet, dusting himself off afterward while Baaya answered the question, smirking. It was all too amusing for her, but she wasn’t the least bit surprised at what she’d walked in on. Well, other than that she’d heard yelling and harsh words, but she was well-aware that her charge was a passionate one, and his choice in guest was the same.
“Oh,” Baaya shrugged, turning around to lead them – if they chose to follow – to the parlor. “The Young Master wanted to bake a cake for his guest. He worked very hard on it.”
“Baaya…” Hakuba ran a hand over his face, grimacing. “You really didn’t need to give that detail. And, ah, anyway, I need to lock up my room… I’ll catch up?"