Bittersweet: Everything Muse eats turns to candy in their mouth. The reverse effect goes for actual candy, which turns into a random food.


Her hands waver as she takes the candy from Hinata, licking her lips as she nervously unwraps it and pops it in her mouth. She rolls it around in her tongue, sucking it by the sides of her mouth. Her eyelashes flutter, closing her eyes as she tries to remember the taste. There is no sugar, only salt and a bit of staleness. Her stained red lips purse, bringing her thighs together. It has the same flavor as instant noodles.

At the dinner table, she says her thanks and eagerly digs in, shoving a spoonful of rice down her throat. She tastes sugar, blueberry, and a lot of bitter sourness. She coughs into her arm, disrupting the conversation. Hanamura shoots her a look. "Is my delicate culinary expertise not suiting your needs, Tsumiki-san?" He inquires, rubbing his chin. Tsumiki profusely shakes her head, getting up and bumping her hip against the corner of the table.

She gulps down some water, entire mouth being engulfed the bubbly goodness of soda. Tsumiki furrows her brows and swallows some more water, the same tangy fizz attacking her tastebuds in a tingling frenzy. She feels someone patting her back reassuringly. Tsumiki sees that it's Koizumi. "Mikan-chan, you better not die on us. Women are supposed to be stronger than that." Tsumiki wheezes and stutters out her reply, covering her face.

Back at the dinner table, she takes a glance at her glass of water. It didn't look like soda. She glares at her bowl of rice, not accompanied by pork and vegetables. It most certainly did not look like grains of sugar.

She eats a broccoli floret. Mint.

Minced duck. Dark chocolate with a dash of peanut butter.

Saionji gives her a red gummy worm that fell on the floor out of spite. Pepper.