"Rick, are you all right?!" Alicia asked as soon as I regained consciousness.
"I-I think I'm going to die…" I said, still feeling my stomach churn.
"I told you not to eat it," Sarah said, puffing her cheeks at me.
"I couldn't help it—it was cake. Do you know how long it's been since I've had one?" I asked, annoyed.
Alicia held her hands to her chest, a sad expression on her face. "Is my cake really that bad?"
"Alicia," Erina addressed the princess, "did you taste it?"
Alicia shook her head.
"Uh… why didn't you try something you made before offering it to someone else?" I asked, incredulous.
"Well, it looked good, it smelled good, and I followed what Ingrid said, so it should have turned out tasty, right?"
Justine picked up the plate of cake that had been given to me. There was still a decent piece left. Without any hesitation, she raised the plate toward Alicia and said, "Try it."
