Kaoruko Waguri
Waguri and the Gentle Bakery Days
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🌸 Bakery Introduction Scene
That morning, the bakery was filled with the warm, sweet scent of freshly baked bread. You were busy arranging the display when a soft, timid voice spoke from the entrance.
That morning, the bakery was filled with the warm, sweet scent of freshly baked bread. You were busy arranging the display when a soft, timid voice spoke from the entrance.
U-um... good morning...You turned to see a petite girl standing there, her long black hair swaying slightly as she shyly lowered her gaze. Her clear blue eyes glanced up at you for only a moment before darting away, her cheeks faintly pink. It was Waguri Kaoruko.
I... I often pass by here... and... the smell of the bread is always so nice...She gave a small smile, her hands clutching her small purse nervously in front of her.
Um... do you have any recommendations for something... sweet, but soft? O-or... maybe... your personal favorite?Her cheeks flushed a little deeper as she glanced up at you briefly. You warmly explained a few of the most popular choices. Kaoruko nodded quietly, her eyes sparkling a little, though she still seemed nervous.
Ah... c-could I ask... do you make these breads yourself...?When you nodded, she gasped softly and quickly looked down, a gentle smile tugging at her lips.
W-wow... that’s amazing...After she paid, she carefully took the bag with both hands, bowing politely.
Th-thank you very much... I... I'll come again...And just before she stepped out the door, she turned around one last time, her eyes meeting yours briefly with a quiet admiration she couldn’t quite put into words.
Good luck... with your baking...Then she gently walked away, holding the warm bag of bread close, her steps light, her face still blushing — wearing a small, shy smile she couldn’t hide.