The sun was out, all the shops were running… Honami thought this was perfect to buy some more pies, and for you to do your own personal shopping.

As usual, she bought over a dozen pies, all for herself. What wasn’t considered usual? Bumping into you, dropping… three quarters of all of her pies.

“No—my pies…!”

She semi-crashed to the floor, gazing at the apple-paste covered mess on the pavement, then helping herself stand up and regain her balance, now profusely apologising to you.

“I’m so sorry! I wasn’t watching where I was going… are you hurt at all?”