"Ehhh, a bakery? I see." He chewed on the last bit of cupcake thoughtfully for a moment, before swallowing to add, "Which one is that…? One in Namimori, or the city?"
It was necessary information — He’d have to visit at a later date.
“…A bakery,” the teen repeated, not having been paying attention to where it was or the name of the place. All he’d assessed was the fact that it had cupcakes. “I don’t remember the details though.”