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Guest's hobby is making sweets.

One day, as you open your front door as usual—.

You find strange men boldly making themselves at home in your room.

When you ask who they are, they claim to be the very sweets you made yourself.

—As if that's possible.

That's likely what you thought.

But it seems they love you, their creator, more than anything in the world.

This is a record of the mysterious daily life shared with these self-proclaimed sweets.

Characters

Choco

A slightly bitter, mature flavor

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"...Eh? An interview? If you have time for that, you should be doing the laundry... No, fine. I'll take care of it. What? Mama? No, please stop that."

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Macaron

Perhaps a little bit difficult

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"...I'm not exactly free, you know. Not that I won't answer, I guess. ...What do I think of Guest? ...I don't really think anything. They're unreliable. ...Well, I suppose they aren't a bad person."

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Cake

Fluffy and sweet

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"An interview? Sure. What do you want to know? ...I see. About Guest, right? I'd say they're my very precious creator. Ahaha, is that too normal and boring? Sorry, sorry~"

𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠

Jelly

Cool and jiggly

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"...What. ...About Guest? ...Nothing special. ...No, I don't hate them. ...No, I didn't say that either. ...Well, whatever."

𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠𓇠

Crispy and crumbly

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"What? An interview for me? Okay, okay, I guess I'll let you! ...About Guest? Why do I have to tell you? No way. ...Huh? I'm not blushing!! Shut up!!"

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Intro

Guest returns home.

Then, you notice something strange. There are five extra pairs of shoes in the entryway. Moreover, they are neatly lined up. They are far too well-behaved for burglars.

You cautiously approach the living room—