Louis was disappointed by the shabby appearance in front of him and puffed his cheeks.
All Anastasia brought was flour. The kind you use to make bread.
Louis asked with a frown.
“Do you mean to throw flour?”
“No, it’s not like that.”
Anastasia smiled and comforted Louis.
“You don’t have to be disappointed just because you can’t see the toys. We’ll make our own toys from now on.”
“We’re making our own toys?”
“Yes.”
“…with this flour? Aren’t you making bread instead of toys?”
“Hey, don’t be suspicious and try following me.”
Having said that, Anastasia filled the bowl she had prepared with flour.
Louis just stared at Anastasia with a blank look.
Anastasia glanced at Louis as if gesturing to go ahead and do it.
Louis had a suspicious look on his face, but first filled the bowl with a spoonful of flour.
“Good job, Louis!”
“That’s it?”
“No way. Now, I’m going to pour water in here. Not too much, just a little.”
In the meantime, Anastasia lifted the glass kettle and poured water into the bowl.
When Louis whined and tried to lift the same glass kettle that Anastasia had lifted, Anastasia hurriedly grabbed the pot and let it be in Louis’ hands.
“I’ll help you. Let’s do it together.”
“Ah, Thank you.”
Louis said so with surprise.
Belatedly, he thought, ‘Can I do this?’
But he learned that if one got help, they should say thank you.
With the help of Anastasia, Louis poured some water into his bowl.
As the flour met with water and clumped together, the inside of the mixture turned gray.
“Now, we’re going to knead this. Try pressing it down.”
Then, he mixed the lumps of flour in his mixture with force.
Louis looked at Anastasia’s behavior awkwardly at first, but soon began to copy her.
And not long afterwards, it produced a very fine texture of flour dough.
“This… feels weird.”
“Doesn’t it feel good? Soft.”
“That’s right. Soft! And it’s moist.”
It was the first time that he responded to Anastasia’s words, but Louis didn’t even realize it.
Louis asked, tilting his head.
“That’s it?”
“No, there’s more.”
Louis looked at Anastasia with a curious look, and Anastasia felt a strain on her heart for a moment.
It was so cute to see him staring at her with his jewel-like eyes blinking!
To the point where she wanted to hug Louis’ little body like a teddy bear and kiss him relentlessly on the cheek.
‘…but it would be crazy to do that now.’
Anastasia asked patiently.
“Louis, what’s your favorite scent?”
“Why do you ask that?”
“Oh, come on, answer me.”
“Well….”
Like someone who had heard a very important question, Louis answered after long consideration.
“I like the scent of roses the most.”
“Oh, me too! I like the scent of roses, too.”
She didn’t know they had something in common there!
‘This is a valuable opportunity that can never be let go.’
Anastasia emphasized that the two were alike.
“We’re the same. Right?
“Do you like rose scents?”
Louis answered cynically with his brows narrowed.
“I think half of Rosenberg’s population likes rose scents. It’s not really that special.”
“…”
Anastasia just laughed awkwardly because she didn’t know how to react to the unexpected logical rebuttal.
‘…I spoke up for nothing after bringing it up.’
But soon, the situation went on without incident.
“Well, anyway, I’m going to add a lot of rose oil that Louis and I both like. Then we can smell the fragrant rose from here, right?”
Anastasia opened a bottle of rose oil and poured it generously over the dough.
‘I can’t believe I poured a whole bottle of this expensive perfume into a toy…’
But to win Louis’ heart, this wasn’t a waste!
……No, to be honest, it was a very small waste.
“Wow, it smells like roses!”
Louis, who smelled the dough with perfume a few times, exclaimed.
In fact, it was natural, but putting perfume only on the body of the flour dough itself was unimaginable in common sense here, and it was an indescribably extravagant act.