Hajime stared at what Natsumi had suddenly shoved in his face, "Is this chocolate for me?"

"I don't really care if it goes to you or my brother," Natsumi smirked, "All I want are those macarons."

He looked at her dumbfounded, "You want macarons?"

"Don't play dumb!" the blonde huffed, "Yesterday, my brother asked me for the name of my favorite pastry shop and then buys them without offering me any."

"Did you ask him if you could have some?"

She pouted, "He said they were for you. When I tried to sneak into the kitchen, Peko was there and said she'd lay down her life for them."

"For a few macarons?" Hajime asked incredulously.

"For the best ones in town!" the blonde exclaimed, "Don't you know who makes them?"

Hajime racked his head for the word, "A confectioner?"

"The Ultimate Confectioner, Ruruka Ando!" Natsumi continued, "Don't you know your upperclassmen?"

"Not really, I know the underclassmen more," Hajime replied as he spotted someone at the corner of his eye.

"Hey, Sato."

The green-haired girl sighed, "Why did you run off without me? You said we could give our chocolates together when we saw him."

Natsumi innocently looked away, "I just happen to see him walking by."

Sato rolled her eyes, "You ran past me and hid in the bushes so you could surprise him."

"S-shut up!"

"Anyways, congratulations on officially joining the Main Course."

"Oh, thanks," Hajime said as she showed him a chocolate box similarly designed to Natsumi's.

Sato admitted, "You may have gotten in fair and square, but I'm jealous that you don't always have to go to class every day. It would be nice to customize my uniform like how the Main Course does."

Hajime shook his head, "Officially, the Main Course doesn't have to attend class but our homeroom teacher wants us to. Besides, I only have a few days that I can take off each month since I don't have a talent."

"That's just more motivation for me to try to transfer over," Sato sighed, "I hope I can see my results soon."

"I wouldn't worry too much about it," Hajime gave her a reassuring smile, "I'm sure the two of you will get in this year."

Hajime felt Natsumi poke his chest, "You don't have to act so confident. Now I definitely won't let you have those macarons."

"If it makes you feel any better, your brother didn't confess to me."

"Of course, I know that!" she snapped, "I heard him practicing in the bathroom mirror."

"I kind of got entranced by his cool speech," Hajime admitted.

"My brother is cool, isn't he? Which speech did he choose?" Natsumi gushed before snapping, "Don't try to distract me!"

"Macarons?" Sato interrupted the blonde, "Why didn't you buy them while we were at the store?"

"While we were at the store-?"

A wave of realization struck Natsumi as she groaned, "This is all your fault, dummy."

Sato smiled at her, "Are you taking to yourself or-?"

Hajime couldn't tell if Natsumi's cheeks were glowing from anger or embarrassment.

"You can have the macarons if you want," Hajime offered.

"Don't you care about my brother's feelings, you jerk?"

"Huh, didn't you just say-?"

"I don't care what I said," Natsumi crossed her arms, "As the future Ultimate Little Sister, I won't let you take my brother's feelings lightly! Even if he says no, you better beg him on your hands and knees!"

"Natsumi, I thought you just wanted exchange chocolates with Mahiru," Sato teased, "Do you want to become a future Little Sister-in-Law too?

"Wha-?" Natsumi turned to Hajime with her cheeks even redder than before, "I change my mind! If you so much as propose to my brother, you're a dead man!"