Sprinkling sugar, flour, and a touch of magic; Mae's bakery is open for business!
An average day, a mundane routine, all in the life of a simple witch!
With delectable treats and heavenly pastries to die for, a humble dwelling to satiate anyone's sweet tooth!
Surely nothing could go wrong, right? Right?!
Oh, but how wrong she was.
A midnight customer, and a midnight call—all came ominously, in the premonition of a single feather.
And as it flutters into her hand, she knows just what it spells;
A death foreboding, and this time, it was to be her head.
"... Wh-whaaat?!"
Realising just what that sign was, the witch became frantic! Just how could she preserve her life, when she knew death was coming so soon?!
'Oh, I-I know! A love potion!'
Surely that'll do the trick! Something sweet, that'll strike that hunter's heart for good! However, if she were to make one before her doom, then all the time she had was...
24 hours on the clock?!
Oh, for pete's sake—!!
