Volume 9 Chapter 37: Dessert Section


    <span style="text-decoration:underline"><span style="font-weight:400">Volume 9 Chapter 37: Dessert Section


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Now we can return with the espresso machine,” Alvin grinned. With the equipment ced down in the factory, it was time for them to return home.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Good, because I need to try it,” Michael grinned.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...You know you can put it down, right?” The whole time Keith taught the choctiers, this man held the espresso machine on his shoulders.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course not! I need to show off how strong I am!” He needed to show off his strength.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...” The only thing you’re showing off is how idiotic you are. What the citizens thought was him being a muscle head.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">"Little brother?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…” Keith said nothing as he walked to the estate. Alvin and Michael looked at one another before following the boy. And when they returned to the estate, Carolyn and Krystal were ying with Leon and Laura.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What’s that?” Carolyn was the first one to question. The other three stared at that machine in Michael’s hand; it was eye-catching. When youpare it to the muscrmander, the machine made him look small.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Keith?” Carolyn and Krystal noticed the quiet man. The two girls turned to Alvin, who shook his head. Hearing the noise, everyone came out to check.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Where should I put this thing?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“In the kitchen,” That’s the only ce this thing should go.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Can it even fit?” The backdoor didn’t seemrge enough for it to go through.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Michael red, “You two fools, help me out!” Derek and Eric were watching from the side. They couldn’t even hide theirughter either!


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Alright,” The two and Alvin grabbed each side of the machine. They were prepared to push it through the door. However,


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t push it too hard, or we’ll break it!” Alvin warned. It was not something they could force through.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“What are we supposed to do?!” Michael roared, “Kid,e and help us!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“KID!” Michael continued to roar, but Keith didn’t listen as he strolled into the mansion.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“….”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Did that brat just ghost me?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“You know how he is when he’s deep in thought,” William shrugged.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…Is Keith fine?” Violet was concerned for the boy. This was the first time she had seen the boy like this.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, he bes like that from time to time. It’s pretty rare, but it’s normal.” Keith had those rare moments where he was super deep in thought, zoning throughout the entire time. Rare, but it was something that urred a few times.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Our voices aren’t going to get through to him. However, it will die away after some time,” Keith would return to normal after he mulled it over.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Anyways, William! Get over here and help us!” Michael turned to the father.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I thought you said it wasn’t heavy.” William knew about what was going on in the city. This man tried to act tough, yet he was acting meek.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s getting heavy now!” The weight was now getting to him after carrying it for so long.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…Idiot.” William sighed as he walked over. With five people trying to make a move now, it should have gone in.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“At this point, we’re going to break the door.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then go through the front than the back,” The front door was muchrger than the back.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Why didn’t we roll with that sooner?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">During dinner,


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“…” Keith continued to have a spaced-out look when he ate. The others looked at him strangely.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Okay, isn’t it time we should worry about him?” Thalia nudged Sophia. The woman’s face showed that this was not supposed to happen for this long.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Big Brother!” Leon was the one who tried to break it as he tugged on his shirt.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“…Should I do it?” A slight murmur came from his mouth.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Huh?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Should I make a dessert shop?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“…What?” Carolyn’s eyes zed when she heard that. The others were the same. They have heard something that they shouldn’t have. But Keith continued to stare aimlessly as he thought.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Nah, it wouldn’t work.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Make it work!” Carolyn quickly muttered as she grabbed him by the shoulders.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Carolyn!” Thalia gasped.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s it, Carolyn! Shake him!” Derek chimed in. There was something that they couldn’t let go of. What he said was outrageous!


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? What I say?” Keith blinked as he looked around, “Huh? When did we get to dinner?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Me and Krystal push you here.” He would have been in his room the entire time if they didn’t. But that was not important right now!


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Now talk! What were you mumbling about with food?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, it was nothing,” Keith waved it off. That idea was an afterthought. But that only caused the girl to shake him even more than before!


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Talk!”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I was thinking about making a dessert shop.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Like the chocte one?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh no, this one will be different from that. I will be making cakes and mousses. Maybe some jelly and also…you guys didn’t hear thest part.” Carolyn’s eyes zed after he had said all those things. It was impossible to get that out of her mind.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“How about you make it?” Sophia was quite interested in hearing all those different desserts.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Umm, I just got back, and I feel like it would be tiresome.” The chocte shop was also being built.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Son, Please!” Sophia begged. And that was when Carolyn held his hand, “Please Keith!”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“…” Thest nail was,


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Please, Big Brother!”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“…Ugh.” That did it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But it’s not going to be done in-“


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Orin and the others would go to heaven and earth for you!” Sophia added.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“And the wor-“


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“We can have Ralph headhunt a few people! Coyler definitely also has people to do so as well! May, you can do so, right?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course! Leave it to me!” May grinned. She was quite enthusiastic about the dessert shop.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“…” Keith sighed, “Then tomorrow. We’re not going to have a normal breakfast then.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Eh?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m going to be making a lot of different types of desserts. You guys have to try them all.” If he is really going to do something like that, he will need their help.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yippe!” Carolyn quickly held the two kids, “We’re going to be eating a lot of things tomorrow!


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“You guys best be prepared for tomorrow then. I won’t be holding anything back,”