Congratulations, Jin! You found one of the few stores that was actually managed by someone of flesh and blood, and not just another dead-eyed AI in human form. Once the fruit in this city had been officially declared safe for consumption without any further side effects, the first thing Orihime did was march to the office to sign up for her own business. She'd always wanted to make her own cakes, and if she could help people feel some vague sense of comfort with her baking skills, then at least she could be satisfied knowing she could contribute something to this rotten place.
She stayed up almost the entire night, kneading dough for bread, mixing batters for cakes, and whipping up a variety of flavored mousse for the filling and frosting. She was tired, but happy. It felt good to lose herself in one of her favorite activities, and the smells of freshly-baked breads and cakes put her at ease.
Getting customers, though? That was going to be difficult. Fruit probably wouldn't sell well for a while, so she kept it out of the cakes she offered this week. Instead she sold chocolate, mint, vanilla, and coffee flavored desserts, thinking they might be better received.
No customers.
She closed the shop for an hour and ran around town, putting up flyers advertising her new bakery and inviting people to stop by for a taste.
No customers.
Orihime put out a sign advertising free samples. Someone came in! Ate a sample. And left without saying a word.
It was a little discouraging. She leaned her elbows on the counter, her face cupped in her hands. At least she could daydream to pass the time, but she had hoped for a better reception than this.
Then she saw Jin outside the window. Lifting her chin out of her hands, Orihime blinked. Someone new? He didn't look like one of the soulless automatons that populated the city, and he sure didn't dress like them either. And he was entering the shop!
"Welcome!" she chirped, completely thrilled. "Did you come for the samples?"
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She stayed up almost the entire night, kneading dough for bread, mixing batters for cakes, and whipping up a variety of flavored mousse for the filling and frosting. She was tired, but happy. It felt good to lose herself in one of her favorite activities, and the smells of freshly-baked breads and cakes put her at ease.
Getting customers, though? That was going to be difficult. Fruit probably wouldn't sell well for a while, so she kept it out of the cakes she offered this week. Instead she sold chocolate, mint, vanilla, and coffee flavored desserts, thinking they might be better received.
No customers.
She closed the shop for an hour and ran around town, putting up flyers advertising her new bakery and inviting people to stop by for a taste.
No customers.
Orihime put out a sign advertising free samples. Someone came in! Ate a sample. And left without saying a word.
It was a little discouraging. She leaned her elbows on the counter, her face cupped in her hands. At least she could daydream to pass the time, but she had hoped for a better reception than this.
Then she saw Jin outside the window. Lifting her chin out of her hands, Orihime blinked. Someone new? He didn't look like one of the soulless automatons that populated the city, and he sure didn't dress like them either. And he was entering the shop!
"Welcome!" she chirped, completely thrilled. "Did you come for the samples?"