A feast for the Ginkawas

It was all hands-on deck in the kitchen as everyone was on cooking duty.

"Mimi! You handle the dessert! Zuina! You handle the salad! Hime-chan! The seafood! Waki! The drinks! Matcha! the soups! Itsuki! You're on rotation duty. Start with Zuina!" Rika ordered as she and Masaru got to work on the main course.

"When I heard the Ginkawas made a reservation, I prepared myself for the workload, but to think it would be greater than I anticipated," Masaru sweated.

...

"Here are all your drinks. One Iced caviar tea, one tropical fruit smoothie, and one hyldeblomstsaft. smoothie," Waki nervously stated as she arrived with the drinks.

"Ah, Waki Kasegawa, the Wellpoisoner. If there's poison, you will be executed," Harumi threateningly smiled.

"N- NO poison ma'am!" Waki nervously stated as she placed the drinks down.

Harumi scanned the drinks with a device and had a servant taste it. Upon receiving the all clear, Harumi and Madoka began drinking. Once they had finished, Waki was allowed to leave.

"Wow, I haven't been this pale and nervous ever," Waki nervously chuckled as she headed back to the kitchen.

She passed by Matcha and Zuina whom were wheeling out the soups ad salads on a cart. As soon as the two arrived, Harumi shot Zuina a nasty glare. "You're the younger sister of Rebelle Milverton Adler? Correct?"

"Y- Yes ma'am. I d- don't get along with her," Zuina nervously stated.

"Oh that's wonderful. I hate her. Now moving on to Miss Myouchi- Never mind. Thank you for the meals."

"Y- Yes ma'am!" Matcha nervously stated.

The two returned to the kitchen just as pale and nervous as Waki had.

"I wonder what she was going to say. Probably something about Purin," Matcha thought.

Benihime then arrived with the seafood. "Why I do hope you enjoy my seafood cooking Miss Ginkawa," Benihime bowed.

"You seem far more composed then your co-workers, Miss Shinohime. Well, that is to be expected. You are more comfortable around aristocrats after all," Harumi nodded.

After the Ginkawas ate the seafood, Benihime returned to the kitchen prouder than ever.

"Well aren't you hot shit. All of us were pale as a sheet when we came back here," Waki glared as she wiped the sweat from her brow.

"It comes naturally my dear Waki," Benihime boasted.

Itsuki then went out to bring some wine and juice.

"I appreciate the wine and juice sampling. It's quality is comparable to the mansion's," Harumi stated as she sipped some wine.

"Thank you very much," Itsuki bowed.

"I pardon the rudeness, but are you alright?"

"About my father or my new look? Well my hair's growing back and well, my father's suffering in America," Itsuki sighed.

"My apologies for asking Miss Makihara."

Itsuki then returned to the kitchen as Mimi prepared to bring out the Kringle.

"You're bringing out the desert now!?" Itsuki asked.

"This was the main thing she requested. Besides, the main course is still cooking," Mimi smiled as she left.

Harumi smiled as she tasted the Kringle. "Spoiling me before dinner. Well, I don't mind. This is the best Kringle I've ever eaten," she declared.

Madoka also appeared to like it. So much in fact that she nearly gobbled up the entire thing.

"Wow, guess I'll have to make another one," Mimi nervously laughed.

Rika and Masaru then wheeled out the main course. "He's a bit nervous, so I'll say what we're all thinking. Please enjoy," Rika bowed.

Masaru trembled as Harumi and Madoka ate. "Very good. I am pleased with your cooking," Harumi smiled after finishing.

"T- The food is good? Thank goodness," Masaru said as he let out a sigh of relief.

"I want dessert!" Madoka demanded.

"Your wish is granted!" Mimi smiled as she arrived with a cart full of deserts.

Madoka's eyes watered with delight as she nearly leapt onto the cart and devoured everything.

"Madoka! Save some for me!" Harumi shouted as she began shoveling down whatever deserts she could grab before Madoka.

...

"This was amazing. Would you perhaps be interested in becoming personal chefs for the Gingawa family at our mansion? There are plenty of amenities there," Harumi offered.

"Sorry, but I'm staying here. Appreciate the offer though," Rika smiled.

"I will stay with Rika," Masaru stated.

"Same for me, though feel free to come back and eat here!" Mimi smiled.

"And that we shall," Harumi smiled.

"Hey, can you make a Kringle crepe?" Madoka asked.

"Hoh? The young one's got a challenge, well consider it done," Rika smiled.

...

Rika happily placed her creation before Madoka. Before she could say "dig in", Madoka devoured the crepe. "It's... THE BEST CREPE I'VE EVER EATEN!" Madoka cried as she blissfully passed out from exhaustion and began snoring peacefully.

"Seems she's finally worn out. Well, I'll take this as our indication to leave. We shall return though, and possibly request a catering at our mansion," Harumi smiled as she produced her credit card.

Masaru's eyes widened as he stared at the total price of the meal. "And she paid for that like it was nothing," he trembled.

...

In the limousine, Madoka woke up. "I want more crepes!" she demanded.

"We're already on the road," Harumi stated.

"Huh!? WAAAAAAAAAAAAH! I WANT CREPES!" Madoka cried.

"We'll get some more tomorrow," Harumi sighed as she reclined and closed her eyes as Madoka threw a tantrum.

...

Back at the restaurant, everyone threw a celebratory toast to celebrate their success.

"That was worth closing early for!" Waki cheered.

"We can still re-open. In fact, why not?" Rika asked.

"Rika, even I'm at my limit. That was exhausting," Masaru stated.

"Well no worries then. Guess we celebrate."

"Yeah, and give me some more crepes, like 100, no 1000!" Madoka declared.

"Yeah- HUH!? Why're you here!? Where's your mother and entourage!?" Rika shouted as she turned to see Madoka standing proudly with her arms crossed.

"Relax, I got my own card, now make da crepes!" Madoka huffed as she flashed her credit card.

Everyone wearily headed for the kitchen to fulfill her order.

...

In the limousine, Harumi awoke and gazed at the empty seat in front of her. "Mm, hmm? Madoka? Madoka!? TURN AROUND AND BEGIN A SEARCH! Madoka'S ESCAPED THE LIMO!" Harumi frantically ordered.

...

Madoka wiped her lips before attempting to carry all the boxes of excess crepes with her.

"We apologize, but we only had enough stock to make 20 to-go in addition to the 30 you ate," Rika nervously smiled.

"Well, that's alright. I'll comeback tomorrow when there's more," Madoka smiled.

"Uh, we don't restock THAT quickly."

As Madoka stepped outside with her boxes of crepes, she suddenly vanished along with some of her crepe boxes as a black sedan sped by.

Everyone blinked in disbelief as Rika stepped outside. "Uh, I'm just gonna go for a jog," Rika nervously smiled as she sped off after the sedan.

"That WAS one of the sedans that came with them, right?" Mimi nervously asked.

"You're not suggesting she got kidnapped!?" Matcha gasped.

"It is common for nobles to get kidnapped," Benihime stated.

"We're all just too tired, I hope," Masaru nervously muttered.

"Rika's probably just flaggin' em down to check. She should be back any second," Waki nervously smiled.

...

"It's been 5 minutes since she left. She still hasn't come back yet," Itsuki groaned.

"Hold on, I think I see something coming," Zuina stated.

A limousine immediately pulled up and a frantic Harumi emerged along with some servants. "Is Madoka here!?" she shouted.

"She was, but when she was leaving with a bunch of crepes, one of your black sedans sped by and picked her up," Itsuki explained.

Harumi immediately noticed some of the crepe boxes on the ground and let out a worried sigh. "Then it's likely she was kidnapped," she groaned.