The soft humming that seemed to fill the air was at odds with the purple fumes that poured and streamed from the bowl in front of the pink-haired woman. The way the fumes seemed non-existent to her, despite the cloying smell and did she mention the THICK FUMES THAT EVEN HER BEST SCISSORS WOULD HAVE DIFFICULTY CUTTING THROUGH, was even more off-setting. Eyes darting around the small kitchen, there was no viable escape from the kitchen and stupid Yuu-kun had run away the moment he found out she was coming and it was so unfair that she couldn't and - Her inner monologue was cut short when Bianchi-san turned back to her, peering into the small bowl of melting chocolate.
"Yes, you seem to be getting the hang of it. Though melt that a bit more, before we add the vanilla extract. Are you sure you don't want some of my other spices?", Bianchi asked, as she sprinkled some powder from a purple bottle into the fuming bowl, AND OH MY GOD DID THAT FUME LOOK LIKE A MUSHROOM CLOUD FROM A NUCLEAR EXPLOSION AND THE SPICE BOTTLE WAS FUMING AS WELL AND GOOD HEAVENS ABOVE - THE FUMES FROM THE SPICE POWDER SEEMED TO BE SPARKING LIKE A STORM CLOUD.
Green eyes bored into her own brown ones as she fumbled a response to the assassin. "I... couldn't possibly use your spices... especially after your teaching me... Besides... umm... this is honmei chocolate... and I shouldn't use your.. spices... for it?", she replied, hoping to the heavens above that Bianchi-san really didn't insist, she really didn't want to poison him. It seemed to have appeased the woman, who upon hearing her discussing her plans for Valentine's with Arisawa-san, promptly offered her services to tutor her in the finer art of chocolate making. And she couldn't seem to get a word in edge-wise and she was stuck making foodstuff for her crush with an assassin specializing in poison, AND SEEMED TO MAKE ALL THE FOOD SHE TOUCHED INTO POISON COOKING.
Despite that, it was somehow quite relaxing to have someone to chat to as she worked. Perhaps she could rope Yuu-kun into helping her next year, and remember to NEVER talk about anything cooking-related in Bianchi's presence ever again.
