you cant deny how much of a profisional sakura can be in every thing she tries to do: from drawing, making sculptures, knitting and, as well, the cooking; you knew the basics, however, not enough to her trust completely.

sakura organised the counter with the ingredients (for the cookies) she needed, all measured on smaller bowls or spoons. and, well, your only duty was to pour the yeast and mix it all...

"i dont believe it." she rushed to your side, slowly grabbing the packaging from your hands and putting aside on counter, staring at the bow... covered by the white powder. she chuckles, disbeliefly.