Baker Jeong Ayung, who runs classes like “Delicious Handmade Cakes” and “One-Day Handmade Cake Class,” found herself in quite an awkward situation.
“So, this character is named Camilla. She loves to dance…”
This was because today’s customer was quite a peculiar person.
A week ago, the customer had requested to make handmade cakes.
They had called to ask if they could come directly on Valentine’s Day to make the cake, and if it would be okay to stream the process online since they were a streamer.
Up to this point, nothing seemed particularly special. These days, it’s the age of self-promotion. Whether it’s V-Tubing, Stardust, or personal streams, there are plenty of people making money by showcasing their own skills. It seemed they simply wanted to commemorate Valentine’s Day by making a cake and recording it.
Not long ago, there had been a bunch of BJ’s flocking to make cakes while broadcasting live, and Ayung had accepted that, so she had no reason to decline this proposal.
Ayung was also promoting her store as a Stardust, so she gladly accepted their offer. No matter what kind of streamer it was, it would surely have promotional effects.
However, there was one thing that piqued Ayung’s curiosity: the customer’s face.
It was just a bit of human curiosity. Given the voice she had heard over the phone was so melodious, she became even more interested.
When she finally faced the customer, they exceeded her expectations.
At first glance, she thought they were incredibly beautiful. With snow-white hair and blue eyes, skin flawless enough to make another woman feel no jealousy—she was perfect.
Though Ayung didn’t show it outwardly, she couldn’t help but marvel internally. She assumed they were a beauty or a female streamer, as the customer’s appearance was the most stunning she had ever encountered.
However, by now, that first impression had somewhat faded.
From a breathtaking beauty to a four-dimensional character, then into a severe narcissist. Her evaluation was being updated in real-time.
“…Are you listening to me, Teacher?”
“Ah, yes! Of course! I was listening!”
“Yes, yes, it may not seem important, but knowing the character’s personality and background makes a huge difference in creation. Baking, after all, is a form of art. Artists pour their souls into their creations—.”
The woman was more talkative than expected. This was one of the aspects that changed my evaluation.
Despite her initial cold and distant impression, she spoke a great deal, which felt a bit dizzying for A-young, who was more slow and sluggish in her actions.
Of course, to communicate with people in real time while broadcasting live, one must talk a lot…
[The teacher got dizzy from Kayak’s TMI, lol]
[What the hell is this crazy woman…? That expression, lol]
[A crazy woman came asking to put her face on the cake, oh my gosh]
[Don’t worry, I’m just here to make cakes and then leave]
[Let’s talk a bit moderately and make the cake, okay?]
[Ah, lol, they say if I make it without listening to this, the results will be worse]
[It’s charming that she’s so genuine about Camilla, but being genuine all the time is something]
[Way better than those viewers who just talk about being genuine all the time, right?]
Listening to the woman’s words, the chat was moving too fast to grasp what was being said. I was shocked at how huge it was when I first heard the scale.
Twenty thousand people. The last time that BJ group came, there were only about five thousand. But even five thousand felt astronomically huge to A-young, leaving her in awe.
‘Kayak? Is that what they call her?’
Among the rapidly scrolling chat, the only thing I managed to pick up was the woman’s name.
A-young planned to sneakily search for her name after excusing herself to the bathroom.
“And that’s how the Snowflake Queen Camilla was created. Isn’t she beautiful?”
Meanwhile, Kayak continued to explain enthusiastically. A-young felt a bit guilty for zoning out with her unrelated thoughts.
She had heard of the Abyss before; her younger brother wouldn’t stop talking about that game. The character Camilla, which Kayak was explaining, also seemed familiar from somewhere.
At the door. I had a vague memory of seeing a character named Camilla that Kayak was describing somewhere.
However, I couldn’t recall ever hearing about someone who looked just like that character. That’s what made Ayung curious about Kayak.
Why did this woman look exactly like a game character, and why was she making a cake with a character that resembled her so much?
It was a mystery, but Ayung decided not to ask. Sometimes, it’s better to not dig too deep and leave things buried. It definitely wasn’t because she was dying to hear more of Kayak’s TMI.
After all, as long as she got paid, that was what mattered. Like a pro, she just needed to bake the cake the customer wanted, no matter if it featured a character that looked just like her.
That wasn’t really important.
*
“Snowflower Queen Camilla…? Is this right? It’s finished.”
“It’s here!”
The baker approached with a puzzled expression. I was holding my breath, worried something might have gone wrong with the result, but it seemed not. She just mixed up the name of Camilla’s skin.
At her words, I jumped up to check the result. It truly surpassed what I had anticipated.
Of course, the most important thing is the taste, since it was a proper cake and not just some decoration or merchandise, but honestly, I could tell it would be delicious without even tasting it.
That’s because I had eaten up two of the ones she’d made badly up to that point, so it was awkward to keep it as-is.
The bread and cream were clearly high quality; I enjoyed it so much.
[Wow, the master’s skill is on another level!]
[It’s a world apart from what the host made, lol]
[Kayak isn’t lacking in skill, but this is seriously art]
[Quality, what the heck;;]
[Are you going to eat this too? Looks delicious]
[Let’s go for Kayak’s eating show~~~]
[I’ll eat anything you give me]
[Let’s eat it all~~]
“Why eat it? It’s made so well. Ah, the newcomers must be a bit confused. This isn’t an eating broadcast, it’s a cooking show. Cooking show. Do you see the tag? But why have you been eating since you came in…? Well, that’s because I messed up while making it. Yes, I only ate the messed-up ones. Make sure to eat it well, okay? No, that won’t do.”
“Did you mess it up…? That’s because I tried to make it and failed. Yeah, I only ate the messed-up part. Make sure to eat it properly. No way.”
“Well, it’s clear that a master who’s dug deep into one field for a long time is different. It’s hard to even compare it to what I made. Something about the appearance is just on another level.”
“The taste might be similar to what I made, but the important part is the appearance. I wanted to make it as similar to Camilla as possible, so I ended up here.”
“This falling snowflake design is incredibly detailed, don’t you think? It looks so pretty, I feel guilty about eating it. Are you saying I shouldn’t eat it after receiving it…? No, that’s not it. I have to eat it. If I leave it alone, the cake will spoil. So that just means it looks good!”
Before making the cake, I explained things thoroughly, and it looks like it paid off because the results were quite satisfying. I couldn’t help but admire how all the little details I wanted were perfectly expressed.
<Kayak’s Dust Cleaner donated 10,000 won!>
“Wait a minute, wasn’t the teacher supposed to make the cake? Feels like the master has been doing it all along.”
“Yeah, I didn’t expect the situation to turn out this way either.”
“This is… I underestimated making the cake. I thought I could do it alone, but I’ve had to rely a bit too much on the teacher’s help.”
[My tongue is fluttering]
[Let’s just say I outsourced it]
[A choice that can’t be helped for the perfect Camilla…]
[Delegating tasks from the beginning is important]
[Much better than stubbornly messing it up on my own]
[But still, I want a cake with Kayak’s special touch!]
“Let’s say it was a collaboration. I provided the ideas, and the expert teacher did the making. And that whipped cream at the bottom? That’s what I applied!”
At least that means I made the basic base. It’s not like my hands didn’t touch it at all.
<24-Year-Old College Graduate Unemployed Security Guard donated 1,000 won!>
-Kayak’s delicious whipped cream… Hehehe…
“Stop saying weird things. Anyway, I’m currently making a total of 10 cakes, and the winners will be announced later. I’ll send them out as quickly as possible, so the recipients should eat them right away.”
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