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Upon arriving at the kitchen...
He saw a scene of absolute devastation, as if it were a Syrian battlefield. Explosion marks were everywhere, food scraps were scattered across the floor, and Herta Puppets, flickering with short-circuiting electrical arcs, lay strewn about in all directions.
"Uh..." Seeing this scene, Hiroshi's eyes widened in disbelief, and he stood there, stunned. After scanning the room, he quickly spotted a plate placed on top of the oven. Driven by curiosity, he strode over the crackling puppets on the floor, carefully tiptoeing to avoid the debris until he reached it.
Looking at the blackened food that barely maintained the basic shape of a cake, Hiroshi was momentarily dazed. "This... this is... a cake?"
"Sigh..." Before he could figure out the situation, a faint sigh reached his ears. Hiroshi looked up and saw a petite figure whose silhouette closely resembled a Herta Puppet, but without the symbolic doll joints and with a very realistic voice, slowly walking from the kitchen entrance toward him.
"You found out after all. Didn't I tell you to wait obediently where you were!" She stood with her arms crossed, her brows furrowed, looking up at him with embarrassment and annoyance.
"Ms... Madam Herta?" After staring at her for a long while, Hiroshi called out tentatively.
"Who else could it be but me!" Her tone was forceful, but a hint of a blush rose to her cheeks as she angrily kicked the remains of a puppet on the floor. "I wanted to make you a cake to celebrate your birthday, but I didn't expect it to be so much trouble..."
She curled her lip in embarrassment, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into right now. It was all ruined. Something he could do with ease was as difficult as reaching the heavens for her. Now... her grand image in his heart was completely destroyed.
So... Madam Herta had paid such a heavy price just to help him celebrate his birthday... Realizing this, Hiroshi was instantly moved to tears. He then crouched down and tightly pulled the small Herta in front of him into his arms.
"Thank you, Madam Herta. Really... thank you so much..."
Being completely enveloped by his embrace, Herta's body suddenly stiffened, her hands hanging in the air, unsure of what to do. "Wh... what's this all of a sudden?" After a moment, she helplessly patted his back with one hand and gently stroked the back of his head with the other, comforting him with a mix of resignation and indulgence. "Alright, alright, I just changed my clothes..."
Although Herta's tone carried a hint of feigned disgust, her eyes and actions showed no sign of displeasure; instead, she seemed secretly a bit happy. After standing up and leaving Herta's embrace, Hiroshi wiped the tears from his eyes and said with a sincere smile. "Thank you, Madam Herta. I like your gift very much!"
"Huh!?" Herta looked at him, then at her burnt cake, her heart full of confusion. Has this guy's head gone bad? What is there to be happy about with such a failed creation, no matter how you look at it?
Then, under her puzzled gaze, Hiroshi took out some utensils from the side, intending to start tasting it. Seeing this, Herta quickly raised her hand to stop him, a rare look of panic appearing on her face. "Wait, why are you going to eat that?"
However, Hiroshi's attitude was exceptionally firm. "This is something Madam Herta spent so much effort specifically making for me. Of course I'm going to eat it! To me, it's not some so-called failure, but... your unique sentiment..."
These words instantly stunned Herta. Once she reacted, she crossed her arms and her gaze drifted unnaturally into the distance. "Hmph! What a fool. I just wanted to challenge myself, that's all. Don't flatter yourself!" Although Herta spoke harsh words, her heart was already blooming with joy. This little fellow really is strange. Even though I failed, not only does he not look down on me, but he acts all grateful instead.
But... thinking of this, the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously. It is... quite interesting... "Fine, if you get an upset stomach, don't blame me for not warning you."
Herta put on an air of indifference, but her eyes remained fixed on him, clearly anticipating his expression and reaction. After seeing him scoop a piece and put it into his mouth, she couldn't wait to ask. "H... How is it?"
Hiroshi closed his eyes slightly, tasting it carefully, and the next moment he opened them in surprise. "Mmm! The taste is actually quite good, Madam Herta. Would you like to try some too?"
"Is... is that so?" Herta skeptically swallowed the cake he held to her lips. After chewing twice, she also looked surprised. It really was... okay, but it couldn't compare to what this little fellow made at all. However... it seems this genius didn't fail so badly this time!
Thinking this, Herta's mood instantly improved significantly. At this time, Hiroshi also brought up his previous question. "By the way, Madam Herta, why... did you suddenly become like this?"
Hearing this, Herta's face flushed, and she spoke somewhat hesitantly. "Isn't... isn't it because today is your birthday? I... thought about serving you for a day to make you happy..." Speaking to this point, Herta somewhat stiffly mimicked the words she had learned earlier. "So... do you want to eat the cake first, or... do you want to eat me first?"
Hearing this, Hiroshi's eyes widened instantly. Eh! This... Madam Herta really knows him well. The current Madam Herta is simply too cute! Her current petite body, combined with her usual forceful and domineering manner, now gave off a "fierce but adorable" vibe.
"Th... Thank you, Madam Herta. Then... I won't be polite and will taste you now..."
Hiroshi picked her up directly in a bridal carry and headed toward the bedroom. The sudden move made Herta's body stiffen, but she lay in his arms without any resistance, her eyes as clear and translucent as purple gems staring straight at him. Tch, he's really in a hurry! Why isn't he usually this proactive? So he likes this kind of...
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