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“Oh? It’s not every day that we see your face in the kitchen.”

Rosetta was not a very quiet individual, especially if she wanted to tease someone. At that time, however, it was hard to notice her steps. Maybe because he was too busy with the task at hand. Maybe because she wanted to scare him a bit. It was a little hard to know the reason for that woman’s behavior sometimes.

“The Captain wanted me to finish this,” Seox said, “For White day.”

Rosetta made a small sound of understanding and approached the other boy. It was hard to see what he was doing while sitting on the table. Upon seeing the content of it, Rosetta noticed he was trying to make chocolate. The small, cute kind that even children would be able to do it if they followed the proper recipe, “Not good at cooking?”

“No,” he said without taking his vision off the materials. He gripped the recipe book as if it was a weapon.

With a chuckle, the older woman couldn’t help but push a chair to sit near him. The kitchen was very organized for someone that didn’t have experience cooking. And his concentration was on the same level, it was clear he was taking the task as seriously as possible. Except for one small detail.

“Why are you making chocolate right on White Day? People usually prepare their gifts with anticipation.”

With that, Seox turned his head in her direction. Rosetta saw the embarrassment in his eyes, “It’s alright,” his body was still tense as she said that, “I was just curious.”

Some seconds passed and Rosetta thought that she asked too much out of him. She could still remember the first day the younger erune joined the crew. The Captain said something about their goals being similar but he was never too much social.

In a way, he was very much like his father.

“At first, I invited the Captain to go out and look for their gift with me,” he interrupted her thoughts with a trembling voice, “But… they asked for this instead. It was unexpected.”

It was difficult to look at someone wearing a mask that didn’t give any openings for facial expressions.  After some moments, Rosetta noticed how shy the younger man sounded. It was almost as if…

“Is this your first time giving a White Day gift to them?”

“You could say that,” his head was down, almost as if he was trying to stare at his own feet, “The other years were… distressful.”

A chuckle escaped her mouth, “Do you want some help?”

It didn’t look as if he was progressing at an acceptable speed. Seox slowly nodded, “Thank you…”

“You’re welcome! I still remember how your father was with his first love too. It’s a turbulent time but I’m sure--”

She couldn’t finish her sentence. Her companion jumped from the table, with his mask unable to hide the embarrassment.