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[baconstripping]

[It's a bit of a chilly night in Camp. Luckily, a homey fireplace seems to have sprung up in the Mess Hall, along with hot cider and the faint sound of jazz music.

In a far corner, a man is carving a flute. How are you spending your fall evening?]

(( mingle!! ))

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[beautytopsthe]

[coming out of the kitchen with a tray of drinks and snacks]

Hello! Do you want some snacks?

[cakeon]

Yes please!

[beautytopsthe]

[bringing it over. There are indeed some ingredients for roasting marshmallows and making s'mores on the plate]

[cakeon]

Wow! This is great! Thank you!

[beautytopsthe]

You're welcome. We saw the fire and thought this would make a nice treat~

[cakeon]

Are you one of the chef people?

[beautytopsthe]

I'm not a counselor, but I've been helping out for a while!

[cakeon]

Then I have something very important to tell you!

[beautytopsthe]

Oh, what is it?

[cakeon]

My name is Yui Hirasawa, and I'm the leader of the Anti-Sugar Ban team. We want real sugar!

[beautytopsthe]

I...I see!

[cakeon]

We're very serious about this.

[beautytopsthe]

We'd love to use real sugar in our recipes too, you know...

[cakeon]

Buuu... how come you can't? Will the Big Boss get mad at all of you?

[beautytopsthe]

I don't know about that, but there's never any sugar in our supplies.

[cakeon]

There was a guy who gave me a marshmallow made from real sugar! I need to know who he is!