“Geuru thought of something!”
As if she had been waiting for this moment, Geuru came dragging over a cart.
“……?”
While Uju and Huiyeon looked puzzled, Geuru took out a toy baking set for making snacks.
Holding a nine-cavity walnut cake mold in each hand, Geuru laughed softly.
“Filial Piety Cakes mk.2!”
“What’s that?”
“Filial Piety Cakes?”
“Yep, Jjapso made them for me. If you bake cakes with these, they get stats.”
“Isn’t that incredible?!”
Huiyeon’s mouth fell open.
Meanwhile, Uju looked back and forth between Geuru and the walnut cake molds, seeming a little flustered. His expression said he wondered if this wasn’t cheating.
Well, of course. The other children wouldn’t be able to sell items with stats like this.
‘But with this, we can make a fortune at the bazaar and donate it!’
Sell the failed Filial Piety Cakes, and collect the S+ grade Filial Piety Cakes.
Sell the failed Filial Piety Cakes and donate the money to the bazaar. Gather the S+ grade Filial Piety Cakes and secure Jjapso’s honor.
That was Geuru’s plan!
‘Perfect!’
Geuru stroked her chin and laughed.
*
The day of the bazaar.
Since it would be held for a long three nights and four days, the children each set up their own little makeshift shops.
Geuru, Uju, and Huiyeon were no exception.
After putting up a sign on the temporary stall sized for children, Geuru proudly straightened her back.
[Chick Filial Piety Cake Shop]
Geuru slipped into the shop, squeezed out the batter, and began baking the cakes.
“Will this go well?”
Perhaps Huiyeon still hadn’t let go of her attachment to “Chick Labor,” because she looked deeply suspicious of the Filial Piety Cake Shop.
Uju, who did not want to open such a dishonorable shop, patted Huiyeon on the shoulder.
“It’ll go well.”
He would make it go well. Because he did not want to change their line of business to “Chick Labor”!
Just then, their first customer visited the shop.
It was the Chick Class homeroom teacher, who had been making rounds around the Chick Class stalls.
“Hello, kids! You’re baking walnut cakes. But how are you baking them without fire?”
“They bake if you do this.”
When Geuru gave a demonstration, the Chick Class teacher clapped her hands.
“It’s an item, isn’t it?”
“Yeees!”
“Teacher should try some too. What flavors do you have?”
At her question, Geuru raised her index finger.
“Starting from here, we have Weight-Loss Filial Piety Cakes, Grow Hair Hair Filial Piety Cakes, Give It to Your Skin Moisture-Packed Filial Piety Cakes, Test-Taker Essential Concentration-Boosting Filial Piety Cakes, Odor-Removal Filial Piety Cakes, and Permanent Hair-Removal Filial Piety Cakes.”
“Weight… loss…?”
The Chick Class teacher’s eyes wavered.
“One piece burns a whopping 500 calories. Grow Hair Hair grows five strands.”
“How much is one piece?”
Geuru spread her palm wide.
“Fifty thousand won!”
She’s really selling them for that much?
Watching from behind, Uju and Huiyeon’s eyes went wide.
But the Chick Class teacher was already opening her wallet.
“Do you take cards?”
*
“Oh, there’s a puppy at the shop too. How cute.”
“Grrrr……”
Yurian sat dazedly in the shop, growling every time passersby tried to stroke his head.
Beside him, Geuru was busy baking Filial Piety Cakes.
For some reason, people were lining up for the burst, ugly-looking cakes, so Uju and Huiyeon were swamped with packaging and sales.
“Kyaah~ Look at those teeth!! So cute!”
There was actually a customer who liked Yurian’s prickly attitude without caring at all. Puzzled, Geuru lifted her head.
But when she saw the white ball of fur that appeared behind the customer, she understood.
“Arrrrrrrrr……”
“Grrrrrrrrrrr.”
A standoff unfolded between the Maltese the customer had brought and Yurian.
“You’re friends, friends. Get along nicely.”
The confrontation between the two Maltese ended when the customer picked up her dog, and Yurian also curled up and lay down on his cushion.
“They say the walnut cakes here are really good for losing weight.”
“Is that true?”
“I heard they make your hair grow too?”
“Whaaaaat?”
“It’s true. Someone my cousin’s friend’s acquaintance knows ate these and got a full head of hair.”
Whisper, whisper.
As one could guess from the murmurs nearby, the “Chick Filial Piety Cake Shop” had gained a dreamlike rumor that it sold walnut cakes that helped you lose weight and grow hair.
Because of that, the number of customers kept increasing, until a long waiting line formed.
Meanwhile, Geuru’s plan was also progressing step by step……
There were two Filial Piety Cake molds, each with nine cavities.
When Geuru squeezed batter into the molds, Beillakeu and Mephisto filled the batter with various fillings.
After that, Luxifer closed the batter container and pressed the stopwatch.
Geuru then packed in the filial piety points by pressing the dial firmly.
After the division of labor was set up like that.
Heave-ho, heave-ho!
Once they were baked golden brown on both sides.
[Calorie-Burning Filial Piety Cake mk.2 (F)]
[Full-and-Lush Filial Piety Cake mk.2 (F)]
[Concentration-Boosting Filial Piety Cake mk.2 (F)]
[Filial Piety Cake mk.2 (S+)]
Complete!
“Gasp!”
Among the failed Filial Piety Cakes, a shining Filial Piety Cake could be seen.
Geuru took out the one Filial Piety Cake that shone especially brightly from the mold.
Among countless failures, she had finally drawn a success!
An S+ in both name and reality!
On top of that, it hadn’t been made with tear-soaked batter caused by “The Loner’s Rage,” so it was clean and free of debuffs.
Geuru wiped her nose.
Having obtained a complete success like that, Geuru slipped the Filial Piety Cake into her bag without anyone noticing.
‘Whew……. Nobody saw, right?’
With a nervous heart, she closed her bag and looked around. Everyone seemed too busy to have noticed.
Now I’ll show this to Dad, get praised, and gain honor too!
Just as she wiped the sweat from her forehead, tense with nerves, and turned around.
Pant, pant!
Sparkle, sparkle!
She met the black eyes embedded in the white ball of fur.
Geuru quietly avoided Yurian’s gaze.
But Yurian’s persistent stare continued to follow Geuru.
Because it smelled like the S+ grade Filial Piety Cakes he had been eating all this time.
*
Yurian regretted waking up.
After waking in shock from that damned dream, failing to accept reality, and collapsing again and again, he had thought he had stabilized somewhat by now……
But every time he was treated like a pet, he felt like smashing his head into a wall.
Being unconscious was far better than becoming the mascot of a kindergarteners’ shop.
However, once he confirmed that a Filial Piety Cake with tremendous power had been made, that feeling vanished completely.
And yet.
‘Why do I smell that woman again……’
Yurian lifted his head with a growl.
He could smell the woman who had experimented on him.
His eyes twisting, he quickly looked this way and that, but he saw no red hair.
‘What is this?’
Instead, standing in front of the shop was a girl around Geuru’s age.
For some reason, Beillakeu, who had been filling the batter, was also sniffing as he examined the child.
‘Something’s strange.’
While Yurian and Beillakeu remained on guard, the little girl, wearing a troubled expression, spoke.
“A-are you On Geuru?”
“Mm?”
Geuru, whose face was covered in batter, wiped her cheek with the back of her hand and asked.
“Yep. Why?”
“Th-that is, Geuru. Th-the chairwoman called for you. So, I came to take you……”
“She did? Why did she call me?”
“I-it seemed like it was because of the shop.”
“The shop?”
Geuru tilted her head, then gasped as something occurred to her.
Don’t tell me she had to pay taxes on this too?
The heart of the former criminal who had once been chased for illegal trading began to grow anxious.