Patisserie Mon (Patisurii MON / パティスリーMON)

I was invited to Daimon's amusement park, but I didn't want to go to the jet coaster.

I was so upset that I couldn't do anything about it.

At that time, I told my father that I had been upset with him for a long time.

You don't look like him. Me neither.

You don't look like him.

I like him.

About Otome-chan...

I'm sorry for telling you this all of a sudden.

No?

I thought it would be better for you to tell me.

Of course, I don't want to make the restaurant a strange atmosphere.

It's just a private story.

Mezuni, I don't mind if you do me a favor.

Excuse me.

Do you have the almond powder here?

I'm sorry.

No?

I'll put it in your pocket.

I see.

Oh, this one.

Thank you.

Did you wash it?

I also wash it with a washing machine.

I see.

You're a good girl.

This is...

Hot dog?

Yes.

Yes.

Ms. Yamazaki, I'm going to do a spongebob this time.

Are you sure?

Yes.

The roll cake is about to start.

I think it's a good timing.

I'll teach you.

Oh, I see.

Thank you. I'll do my best.

You're welcome.

I'll teach you where the almond powder is.

I see.

I'll be right back.

Okay.

You used to make a roll cake.

I'm not good at this.

Why did you become a patissier?

Huh?

Yeah.

I was good at making sweets.

That's all?

Well, why?

I was surprised.

I see.

What about you?

I used to...

I used to make sweets for girls I knew.

I wanted to make something like this.

I was quite shocked.

I wanted to make it myself.

My girlfriend.

That's not true.

You're my girlfriend now.

That's why I'm not like that.

I'm not like that, but...

But?

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Is that Mr. Yamazaki?

What's wrong, Ume?

Well...

Well...

Thank you.

Thank you.

I'm thinking about you.

I can't.

I can't.

I can't do it.

Let's make a sweet cake, sweet cake.

Give me now.

Love song or replay, replay.

Can we?

Let's make a sweet cake, sweet cake.

Come on.

My love, my love, my love.

Hey.

If you don't mind,

take your time inside.

Sure.

I'll be back.

That's right.

Good, good.

Next, butter.

Okay.

Well,

recently,

three young men have been in front of the store.

Yeah.

I saw it too.

I saw it too.

I told them to come in,

but they couldn't.

What's wrong, Ume?

Well...

Can you tell me

who you are?

I told you before.

I want you to come out

because I want you to remember the sponge.

Yes.

I know you're not good at talking.

But you have to come out

because I want you to remember the sponge.

Yes.

Well,

do you have anything else to say?

No.

Nothing like that.

Nothing.

Yes.

I'll be back soon.

Sorry.

Bye.

I'll talk to you later.

Ume,

I won't say anything like that.

Oh.

Which one do you want?

What?

Cake?

It's your birthday soon, right?

Here it is.

A birthday cake for the boss.

What's that?

Every year,

the boss makes a birthday cake

for the staff's birthday.

Really?

Wow.

Ume,

it was your first birthday last year.

Ume,

you're crying too fast.

I'm sorry.

Everyone,

you recognized me.

I was happy

and the treasure was taken away.

I'm not good at Japanese.

In the past,

I was bullied.

In the past,

people came to see me.

So,

maybe...

It's okay.

You'll come again.

Those three?

Ume,

it's been a while.

Your face hasn't changed.

I've seen it.

You've been working at that place.

Well...

You can't go to France.

You're French, aren't you?

Bon...

You're going too far this time.

You're a high school classmate.

You're so pitiful.

Ume doesn't say anything.

What if he comes?

Well,

we'll definitely come.

I think it's best if you don't come.

It's just a bunch of people who want to destroy time.

I feel like it's going to be interesting

if you react to it.

I think so too.

Ume doesn't come down.

Really?

Yes.

You're lying, aren't you?