"mh.."

Ichiro shifted in his seat and looked down at you. His hot cakes right in front of him.

"I told you stop begging me for my hot cakes."

He said while shoving the top of your head away from him and his mouth watering food.

"I had Mephisto make these for me and me only."

He picked up his plate when you begged for just a little bite. Turning to his desk and setting them down there. Pulling out a book he sits down before them and reads while eating.