Seeing her and talking to her became like an everyday thing to me. When I entered my office, she was already there waiting for me. It felt very weird, not only should she not be doing that, but I also never had anyone to wait for me. I mean, I was just going to work. There is really nothing exciting about it at all. Come to think of it, over these past few weeks I think she ended up spending more time here than anywhere else. I soon became a little curious about her personal life. During the day, most people have jobs to go to as do I. When I asked her about her job, she had told me she was fired from it. Whenever I questioned about her getting another one, she told me she wanted to live free for a while. I wondered how she was able to purchase her baking supplies when she has no source of income.

"Don`t worry about that." She would tell me.

It was hard not to worry. Someone so young needed some sturdy financial structure: a bank account, a well paying job, and some security, knowing you`re going to be well taken care of with the coverage of insurance. Of course, I don`t think those things are very important to children. I could tell because when I would tell her things related to the above, she quickly lost all interest.

"You really shouldn`t worry about others so much, Sasazuka-sama. You don`t want to age ungracefully."

(You`re the one to talk...) I thought, remembering about how much she worried about the cupcakes on my clothes.

"Besides, I`m too young to be worrying about those things."

I gave her a puzzled look. She winked at me.

"Do you really worry about me that much, Sasazuka-sama?"

I gulped and held my breath at her question. I suddenly had felt oddly embarrassed. I think she took notice in the way she unnecessarily squealed. She grinned from ear to ear and leaned her face closer to mine.

"If you wanna know, I just go about, having bake sales. You should understand by now that I`m very passionate about what I do. It makes me happy that I can put a smile on the face of others. You never know when someone is having a terrible day. Then a cute little lady comes around selling yummy treats! It really is the cure for everything!"

She swung by and placed her hand on my shoulder.

"You understand, no? I know for a fact that even though you appear apathetic, you`re filled with a passion for what you do. We all have something special that we have a knack for. There`s always a reason why we choose to do these things."

I faintly nodded and turned to her.

"Why do you do what you do?"

Her cheerful glow seemed to dim out. I felt a sense of regret for asking her. Perhaps it was too personal?

"I-I just want to make people happy is all..." She uttered.

I blushed and returned to my desk work.

"I`m sorry if it was too personal a question."

She suddenly giggled.

"No, it`s all right, Sasazuka-sama!"

Her grin returned to her tender face. Surprisingly enough, I had let out a small smile myself.