Then I'll make cookies!
Oh!

　In the morning of the third and final day of the overnight stay.
　After breakfast and other things were done, Amana finally got to try her hand at making her first snack.

　Amana cheerfully responds to Kuroon's call to her in her apron, and she looks super cute in her apron, what do you think?
　It's an apron that looks like it was made just for her, with a red and pink checkered pattern, ruffles at the hem, and a big bow at the back.
　It was so cute that the photo session lasted a few minutes, so we were a little late to start, but that's not a problem.
　Cute is justice.

'Butter and egg yolks?'
I'll make a noise!
Flour?
You're shaking!
How do you preheat the oven?
"Hundred and eighty-five!
Okay.

　After confirming the preparations, the two of us began to make the cookies in earnest.
　By the way, I'm the one who will be tasting the cookies.
　Of course, I tried to help them at first, but Kuroone-sensei said she couldn't take care of them both, so by a process of elimination, I did this.

'Let's put the butter in a bowl first to loosen it up.
Unravel?
Then you break up the butter with these chopsticks.
Okay!

　Without interrupting the black sound's instructions with any unnecessary movements, Amana unravels the butter.
　Since it's at room temperature, the butter crumbles easily.

'Now a little powdered sugar and a little salt.
How much does it mean?
That's up to you, but I'll just pick it up with my fingertips today.
Yeah!

　Amana-chan's small fingers can really only pick up a small amount, but I don't want to talk about the wild stuff.

Once you've added the sugar and salt, stir with this whisk until it turns white.
Yes!

　Armed with a whisk that she seems to have bought at the mall the other day, Amana stirred with careful finesse.
　She mixes with all her strength and doesn't splatter the mixture.
　That's what I call Amana-chan.

Then I'll mix in some egg yolks and vanilla essence.
Okay.

　The black sound throws the ingredients into the bowl as he gets used to it.
　The vanilla essence, as the name suggests, is essential to bring out the flavor of the vanilla, but it sometimes has a bitterness that you can't imagine from the finished product.
　So don't put in too much; two or three pinches is the right amount.

Onie-chan, the kijiji is getting hard!
'Oh, good. Then next time, put in the flour and mix it in with this rubber spatula as you cut it.
Yeah!

　The rubber spatula that Kurone handed her was a smaller design that she had bought for Amana.
　Her sister's hand wrapped around the small hand holding the spatula to compensate for her lack of strength, and the way she chopped the dough in the bowl in a rhythmic manner while reducing the burden on her young body, and the expression on her face as she tried her best was nothing short of smiling.

　I'm making pastries now, but there was a time when the secret ingredient in cooking was love.
　Apparently, that means to imagine the person you want to make it for, and if Amana-chan is thinking of Amari and challenging herself, she must be right.

　Since the two of them are similar in the way they care for each other, I can understand why their cheeks naturally relax as they realize once again that they are parent and child.

Okay, I'll wrap it up in plastic wrap if you can make it that far. And it should be about 4 to 5 millimeters thick - is that hard to understand? I'll check that part, so let's just stretch it out with a rolling pin.
I know it!　You're going to roll them over!
'Yes, yes!　I can't help but imitate you!

　Like the two of you said, that move certainly makes me want to imitate it in a strange way.
　But that requires more power than it looks.
　The potter's wheel of pottery looks soft, but if you put the power in the wrong way, it can easily collapse.

Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm.
Good, good!　Keep it up!

　So, just like before, Amana-chan, with the assistance of the black sound, rolls the rolling pin, back and front, at a tempo to stretch the dough.
　Maybe she is concentrating so much, she is subconsciously shouting out and keeping a rhythm.
　It's very precious.........

Hmm. Stretching out the dough is fine at this level. And I'll put this in the fridge to rest.
How much do we need to keep in here?
'Roughly an hour or more. You can play with your animator during that time.
No. Let's clean up this rainbow.
Oh. Well, I'll take care of it.
Yes!

　She's a really good girl, Amana-chan.
　It's a little sad that we have less time to play together, but since she's enlisting the help of Kuroon to fulfill her request, it's typical of her that she doesn't fail to be firm and polite.
　My heart is relieved to see how well educated Amari is, which I felt many times during this sleepover.

　While I was playing Baba-pull with Amana, who had finished cleaning up first, the timer I had set started to go off.
　It seemed to be the time for the dough to harden.

It was time for the dough to harden.
Can I have a go at it?
I hope it's wrapped in plastic wrap!

　After taking the cold dough out of the fridge, Amana-chan, wearing her apron again, asked a curious question to Kuroon, who was wearing her apron.
　She readily agreed on the condition that it was only the part through the wrap, and her smile glowed with visible joy.
　While I was stating my impressions in my head, Amana poked the edge of the dough with her fingertips, smaller than an adult's little finger.

''I want to choke!''
Hmm. I'd better get started on the die-cutting.

　Saying that, Kuroon took out various molds, such as hearts, stars and bears, and after receiving them, Amana firmly fitted the molds into the dough one by one and pulled them out.
　I laid them out evenly on a cookie sheet-lined baking sheet (a microwave griddle) and put them in the preheated oven.

I set them to bake in fifteen minutes and then we'll just have to wait.
Jee~....

　I wonder if the explanation of the black sound is in the ears of Amana-chan, who has been gazing intently at the scene of the cookies being baked in the microwave from a distance that will not cause her to burn herself...
　In any case, the way she's stamping her feet in a small way visibly conveys how much she's looking forward to the completion of the work, and her tremendous cuteness exudes a sense of preciousness.

　Eventually, the range stopped as the set time was reached.
　Kuroon, with mittens on both hands, takes it out, wary of burns, and shows it to Amana-chan, who holds it from behind so that she can easily see the finished product.

'There you go, now it's done.
'Wow!　It smells great!　Yummy!

　I'm sure you'll be able to see the results of the cookies you made with your own hands, even if you have to help me, Amana-chan's lapis lazuli eyes sparkle with the quality of the cookies.
　Her joy is contagious, and Kurone and I can't help but smile, too.
　I realize that the best part of raising a child is watching them grow up and being able to rejoice with them.
　I don't know when this will happen, but if the day comes when I have a child of my own like Amari did, I hope we can laugh together like we did today.

　So while secretly pining for the future that we have yet to see, I take a bite of a moderately cooled cookie as a taster.
　The crunchy texture and the buttery flavor of the cookie spread in my mouth.

　You can find a lot of people who have been waiting to hear what you think with a nervous look on their face as they lock eyes with Amana.

It's the best cookie I've ever eaten.
'Yay!　Hey, mister!　Would my mom be happy to see me?
Yeah. I think you'll be pleased with this one.
Heh, good luck!

　At my praise, Amana embodies joy with her whole body.
　I drummed out that my first time baking sweets was more than a success, and the only thing left to do was wait for Amana to return.