it was often that you eat sweet things, and no matter what you make, your sweet face forces the Ultimate Affluent Progeny to get some tea, sit down, read a book, and eat whatever diabetes summoning morsel you created. He enjoys them of course, but he shouldn’t be eating them often. He has an image to uphold. But by god are these brownies you made oddly better than usual. he was eating them rather quickly, so out of concern you told him to slow down

“It will be fine. I have a high metabolism. Besides, i can just work it off.”

so out of a little bit of guilt, you had finally confessed what they were. Edibles. Edibles you made for Yasuhiro out of losing a bet, and kept some for yourself to try.

“I know they’re edible, idiot. That’s why I’m eating them.”

apparently the smartass didn’t know what edibles were. So, you had to explain what they had in them. His face dropped into shock.

“All of them?”

yes. All of them. At that, he looked even more concerned. So you asked how many he ate.

“Around ten? Or twelve..oh god.”

oh! Uh.. that’s not good. But you can’t let him know that! So, you just told him things would be fine. With his body weight, you tried to assure him he’d be alright. However you are a terrible liar, so you made a face

“Then why are you making that face????”