Cakewurst

Can you smell a sweet scent?

In this world, people are divided into three groups.

- Cake, a group of people who live normal lives like normal people. This group of people will not know that they are Cake. You'll know when you meet Fork. (Fork) A person who is a cake, the whole body, from the bones, blood, tears, saliva, flesh, skin, every part of the body will taste like dessert. Including the smell of desserts, each cake has a different taste and smell, such as chocolate, caramel.

etc. But people who are cakes and ordinary people themselves do not know their own smell and taste. Only Forks can know.

- Fork, a group of people who, apart from the taste of cake, cannot taste the taste of other foods. Fork can clearly recognize the smell of the person who is the cake, and Fork sees the cake as edible and delicious.

People with cake forks are viewed as dangerous by others in society because there was a murder case where they were eaten. Most people with cake forks do not reveal themselves much because they are afraid of being targeted.

- Ordinary people are normal people who cannot recognize the smell and taste of people who are cakes.

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In this world, people are divided into three groups.

- Cake, a group of people who live normal lives like normal people. This group of people will not realize that they are cakes. You will know it only when you encounter a fork (fork), a person whose entire body is a cake, from the bones, blood, tears, saliva, flesh, skin, every part of the body tastes like dessert. including the smell of desserts

Each person's cake will have a different taste and smell, such as chocolate, caramel, etc., but the cake owner and ordinary people will not know their own smell and taste. Only Fork can sense this.

- Fork, a group of people who, apart from the taste of cake people, are unable to taste the taste of other foods. Forks can clearly recognize the smell of cake people. And Fork sees cake as something appetizing and delicious.

People with Forkman are viewed as dangerous by others in society. Because there had been a murder case in order to eat someone who was a cake. Most Forks don't reveal much about themselves because they're afraid of being targeted.

- Ordinary people are normal, normal people. Unable to recognize the smell and taste of the cake person.

"Dammit! Damn it!!”

A soft voice came from someone running and shouting the name of a close friend who was sitting doing homework at a table under the school building. The owner of the name looked up from the book. The left hand that used to hold the pen to write letters stopped. Then change to playing together instead.

Wan raised an eyebrow at her friend.

"What's wrong with you, North? Run straight ahead."

Ask a friend who ran and stopped in front of the table before dropping down to sit on the opposite side Then he gasped a little. Because I'm tired from running.

Meanwhile, she was waiting for the answer from the panting person. His left hand still hasn't stopped playing with the pen. until the person who was panting felt annoyed So I snatched the pen out of my hand and tried to gather my voice and speak.

"That's... that's... I'm... no, that's a Jedi."

It took a while before he could speak. But when spoken out The person in front of me refused to speak nicely. Wan could only tilt her head, waiting to hear what her close friend North had to say next.

"Dammit Jedi..."

"That Jedi is a Fork."

The words that came out of North's mouth caused those waiting to hear them to pause for a moment. It's quiet for a while. But in the end I decided to ask what I wanted to know.

"How do you know?"

The question that was fired caused North to become angry. Brown eyes averted from his friend's gaze. The hand holding the pen clenched tightly before speaking.

"The Jedi... licked... licked my cheek."

"It says I'm sweet."

"The Jedi said I was a cake."

Wan was silent again. North's shoulders shook. His voice trembled, unlike usual. Looks like a person is afraid But I'm not surprised. If North is afraid Because if what his friend said was true It is something worth fearing...

Fork will be able to recognize the sweet aroma and taste of the cake. But a person who is a cake cannot know that he or she is a cake. Meeting Fork... And knowing that you might be eaten, it's no wonder you're afraid.

"North, please take it easy."

"I.. I'm a cake? I might be right... It was eaten..."

Wan narrowed her eyes. He knew that his friend's condition was not good at all. The only thing that can be done right now...

"North"

"Wan... I... I don't want to be eaten."

...Wan reached out and patted her close friend's shoulder. Call to be mindful

“North, you need to calm down and listen to me. You said the Jedi were Forks. Because the Jedi licked you and said you were sweet, right?”

The person being asked looked up and looked into Wan's eyes. then nods in response

"Then show that It's still uncertain if the Jedi is actually a Fork. It doesn't make any sense for it to be told directly to you. that it's a fork"

North listened and began to think and ask. But I can't cut off the things I believe and fear.

“But... it says I'm sweet. It says I smell good. It says I'm a cake."

"Can anyone talk about just that?"

"but....---!!!?"

Before North could argue further, Wan lifted himself up. Then move your face towards the person sitting on the opposite side. So close that the tips of their noses touched lightly. Before North could prepare himself, a hot tongue flickered out and gently licked. At the tip will be the nose.

Startled, North recoiled as soon as he felt the wet tongue. that floats on the tip of your own nose

"You're sweet."

While being stunned and unable to do anything Wan, who was looking at the scene in front of him, smiled.

"You see? I can talk. Anyone can talk. It doesn't have to be just Fork."

After speaking, Wan turned around and picked up her own stationery bag. Take out a new pen and continue writing your homework. Leave your friend to take some time to think, and finally

"Oh, that's true."

As if North had thought about it, the fear and worry from a moment ago disappeared. The hand that was holding the pen loosened. Then he placed it on the table in front of Wan.

“Everyone can say that the Jedi might not be Forks. And maybe I'm not a cake?"

The person who was still sitting and writing his homework didn't look up. Just nod your head at your friend's words. Just then, North began to feel good. Then I felt relieved. That face let out a slight smile. I watched my friend do his homework in silence.

But Wan's question broke the silence once again.

"Did the Jedi tell you what you smell like?"

"..smells like vanilla cake"

Wan smiled.

"Jedi isn't really a Fork, that's all."

"Huh?"

The voice in my throat that moaned and asked There was no answer from the close friend in front of me again. Wan was quiet and continued to focus on her homework without hiding the smile that still spread on her face...

'A Jedi is not a Fork. Because your smell and taste are not vanilla cake. But it's milk cake...'

'The sweet smell of fresh milk and cream... Just the smell is so sweet that I can hardly stand it."

'What will your meat taste like? Will it be as sweet as the skin I tasted on you? Will the texture be as soft as normal cakes that normal people eat? Can your blood, your tears be as sweet as the syrup that others talk about? Or is it like honey? Can your bones be compared to the sugar cubes on the cake?

They say that if you put it in your mouth it will melt...'

'Sweet... Delicious... Will it be like the cakes that normal people eat?'

'The taste of you that I have tasted... I shouldn't, I shouldn't taste it at all... I'm not at all sure that after I get a taste of you, From now on, will I be able to restrain myself from eating you...'

----FIN----

(( Additional episode: Wan ))

Wan's family It's a warm family. I have a father who is a talented person, a mother who is beautiful and kind. Wan is another member of the family, a 3-year-old child who is like an angel in the home of the two of them.

Nong Wan, 3 year old son, is looking cute. And starting to learn about things around her, Nong Wan likes to read picture books. And while the little boy was reading a picture book on the sofa The shadows of two adults fell upon him. Calling the child's attention to look up.

“Father, mother,” the little boy smiled. called the two adults standing in front of him. cute bright smile In the eyes of parents Seeing my own little angel smile like that Can't help but smile.

“Nong Wan, try eating them. Whose pancakes are more delicious than your father's or your mother's?”

When Mother's sweet, kind voice rang out small glazed porcelain plate Two dishes were brought to the table to pair with the soha. Nong Wan put down the book and slowly climbed up from the sofa to look.

Two plates of delicious-looking pancakes were placed in front of them. The sweet smell of butter and honey made them even more delicious.

“Mine tastes better than yours anyway.”

“That's not true. Anyway, Nong Wan must think that mine is more delicious. Nong Wan ate all of my food and there wasn't any left. And I tasted it too. They taste the best pancakes I've ever made.”

Mom and Dad interact with each other. But Wan knew that it wasn't a quarrel.

After smiling and looking at Mom and Dad for a while, Wan took action, picked up a fork and dipped the pancake from Dad's side to eat. Her small teeth bit down on the soft pancake. Then he chewed in his mouth until his cheeks puffed out. like a little squirrel Played with parents who almost melted their hearts when they watched.

“Is it delicious, Nong Wan?” Father asked, smiling and patting his child on the head. Meanwhile, my mother refused to be disrespectful. He hurriedly cut up the pancake and fed it to the little one when he saw that he had already swallowed his first bite.

"Should I try some of Mom's stuff? Ammmm~"

Wan smiled happily and took the pancake to continue munching. And often the two of them, while waiting for the herb to be swallowed, would stand and argue over who tasted better. After swallowing all the pancakes in your mouth, Wan turned around and smiled and replied in a cheerful voice,

“Both of Father. Both your mother's."

“Nong Wan~~”

“Ugh.. <3”

Can't resist the cuteness of this little angel. The two of them rushed towards him. Pull your baby into your embrace. His child is the best child. The cutest in the world And after hugging until satisfied, the couple let Wan free again. And the little boy began to eat again.

But the beautiful mother began to have doubts.

“Are the pancakes you made really delicious? It was really unexpected that you could make pancakes that looked so delicious.” Mother laughed while Father looked at the hammer. No need to think about the answer. A large hand grabbed the child's plastic knife that he had prepared too much on his plate and cut the pancake and handed it to his wife to eat.

“You should try it. You don't mind anything, right? If you want to share it with your mother to taste as well?”

The young man said before turning to his son for permission. It's not anything. Well, he made it for his son. Therefore, if you wanted to give your son's pancakes to someone else to eat, you would have to ask first.

Wan is very happy. Both of them were happy. Wan smiled happily and nodded to her father to feed the snacks on the plate to her mother...

But... after chewing it...

Mothers who ate it thought about it and their face changed color. Called for water almost immediately. The husband then hurriedly poured water into a clear glass and handed it to her, with Wan's eyes following him with curiosity.

“It's you!” Mother raised her voice slightly as she swallowed the cake flour and water together. That cause was confusing for the husband. And to find the answer, he had to try some of the pancakes he made.

“!!!” And it's no different. We ended up having to ask for water almost immediately. With the saltiness spreading into your mouth, you can definitely say that this pancake is almost inedible.

“Don't tell me you alternately add salt and granulated sugar??”

“Well, she said there was sugar in the jar, so I put it in.”

“Can't you separate granulated sugar and salt? It's not the same at all,” Mother said as she got up and picked up the two things that she said to look at. It's true that aside from the color, the two are not the same at all. But for a man who has never paid attention to the appearance of sugar. The more fine sugar for making desserts. He hardly knows Therefore, it is not strange to misunderstand.

But it seems like this is not the time to worry about that. The more worrisome thing is

“Nong Wan, how are you? Later, tell your mother. You don't have to force yourself to eat it.” She hurried over to comfort her son and pulled out his father's plate of pancakes. Even she and her husband felt that it was that salty. Nong Wan, who is a child The tongue is still so sensitive to taste, wouldn't that be a bad thing?

But what he heard from his son made the father and mother stunned.

"Don't you see any difference?"

"yes...?"

“Pancakes don't look any different. Both father and mother's pancakes are very delicious.”

That was the first sign that let the parents know that the herb was not... Ordinary people, she and her husband hurriedly took Wan to the doctor. Send them for testing to find out what they intuitively know. And it was as expected. Wan... her son.... Her little angel....

It's a fork.

Wan couldn't feel the taste of any food. Or even the burning sensation that usually occurs on the tongue or inside the mouth when eating spicy food is not felt. He had always misunderstood the meaning of the word delicious. Delicious means the taste you like. It doesn't mean you can eat it or not...

But even though it's a fork But father and mother did not love their son any less. Or look at your son strangely Also take more care and attention Including teaching many additional things, teaching about the smell of food What kind of smell is this? What does it taste like? For example, the smell of butter must be salty. The pungent smell of chili peppers must be spicy. Weird smell

which combines many things of tom yum must be sour And there are other flavors that follow, including salty, spicy, mellow, even though I don't quite understand it. But Mom and Dad said that in order not to let anyone know. must remember Even if that taste is just a hearsay

He also warned him not to let anyone know about Wan's fork. for safety and for the safety of the person who is the cake

“If you smell anything that is very strong and makes you really want to eat something that comes from a person, you have to restrain yourself. You have to be patient, you know?”

Father said

“Try not to let him know. It's a good idea for Nong Wan to avoid it as much as possible," Mother added, and repeated it all the time. Both of them had emphasized it all the time. But I didn't see that anyone could smell as delicious as Mom and Dad had warned about until...

Entering middle school

The smell is so good that you feel dizzy, your stomach growls and you feel like you feel a burning sensation because you feel that the gastric juices in your stomach are working. Appetite greatly increased Just from the smell... Wan, who has been trained to remember the smell of food since childhood, even holds his temples. He knows because he is smart and has a good memory. sensitive senses This kind of smell is milk cake.

Fresh milk and cream usually don't have much of an odor. It will be very soft. But..this time back... It smells so good that you feel strange. And that smell comes from man standing in front

Cake, the person in front of me is cake, definitely not wrong...

“North!” The owner of the name turned around. Following the call of a friend, Wan learned that his name was North. According to what his father and mother said, he tried to stay away. The owner of the scent that made him almost want to go in and eat it until he couldn't bear it.....

It's better not to get to know that person.

And it's like God is playing a joke. Because until now, in Mathayom 4, Wan and North have always been roommates. They also sat next to each other until they came and went and became the same group of friends.

“What do you want to eat? I'll order it just in case."

He gritted his teeth, trying to regain his composure. Block cravings... For the countless times already...

"...you"

"Ha?"

"nothing"

He immediately refused. Hurry and answer again:

“Take it the way you eat it. I'll go wait at the table."

Whatever North ordered, he just ate it before excusing himself and walking away. Go sit and wait at the table. When I started to drift away Coming back to her senses, Wan sighed, even though she tried to admire herself for being able to restrain herself from rushing to eat her friend countless times. But I can assure you that I will never get used to it. I use the 4 years we have been together as confirmation.

Wan shook her head and walked over to sit at a table with other friends. We're sitting and eating together.

'Totally tortured'

'4 years, 4 years, you've been patient. You will easily lose your mind. Just taste it'

'Because I tasted it. It's because I tasted it. To make my patience lower...'

'Afraid... afraid that I won't be able to endure it... Then eat you up'

'afraid'

“Wan!”

A call from the person in front of her made Wan startled. He raised his head and looked at the person in front of him, North staring back at him. His hand was still holding his shoulder. He seemed to fall asleep during class. Wan tried to regain consciousness again. This isn't a dream anymore. Because it is forbidden... Never be careless. Otherwise, there's no hope that the person in front of you won't survive.

“What about other people?”

Wan asked. The person in front of him took his hand off his shoulder and replied.

"Went to play football. It's just me and you. How about you? Do you want to come and watch?"

"Aren't you going to play with me?"

"Complete people"

"oh"

Wan tried to turn away. Try to avoid thinking. How delicious is the other person? He quickly stood up and picked up the school supplies that weren't yet put away on the table. But his hands were shaking. My vision was blurry. Maybe it's not just the hands...

“Wan's expression isn't good at all. Is something wrong?”

North asked with concern. The friend in front of me moved in. Move your hand up as if to touch your shoulder. That I accidentally missed it.

He didn't remove his hand. But hold that hand North was silent and didn't say anything. It's like waiting to see what he'll do. Wan also wants to know what she will do.

The soft hand that you hold Even though it was smaller than my own, it was a man's hand. Of course, North was a man. And what caught Wan's attention more was the blood vessels. Veins clearly appeared on the back of the hand he was holding.

The aroma tempted his appetite. It wouldn't be wrong to use the word mouthwatering to describe my current condition.

He moved his face down. Closer to the hand you're holding, more...

“Aloe?? You're scaring me...?" The sound of my friend's voice brought me back to my fading consciousness. Wan released that hand and walked away.

"I'm sorry, I was just distracted," he answered softly to his friend's question. Make the other party nod in agreement. before following along again That's why he tried to tell himself that it was okay. He could endure it, he could endure it, he had endured it for 4 years, for sure......

“North, I'm hungry. Do you want to go get something to eat? Any shop, I'll treat you."

North, who was walking beside him, answered. Although it is argued that “Aren't you going to wait for them to finish kicking the ball?” Anyway.

“Fuck them. You can go eat first. I'll go on Line and tell them to follow me again."

Wan answered like that.

Because if you don't find something to fill your stomach He must be dizzy.

((eat))

"Do you think I'm going to eat you?"

He shook his head as soon as I asked... So I raised my eyebrows at it. Then repeat the answer again.

“So confident?”

Northman still nodded. But this time slowly

So I turned the call in another direction. I want to raise my hand to my forehead. I'm glad he responded like that... But like...

“Thank you for trusting me. But I won't be able to endure it for long.”

"Ha!?"

“Are you wondering if I really am a Fork?”

“..." North was silent. He just kept quiet and stared at me.

“Let's try to prove it... North, I'm sorry.”

Wan grabbed both of North's shoulders and pushed her friend down on the ground. Even though he struggled and resisted a bit. But it doesn't seem like I'm wearing it with all my might. So he couldn't fight the strength of Wan who really wanted to eat him. He used his mouth to grab the collar of the student's shirt and yanked hard. Until the button on the center of the chest of the school shirt came off.

Revealing a smooth white throat to white shoulders. without any traces Until he decided Let yourself go with your instincts. The fragrance he smelled And the feeling of wanting to eat...

Because of that, he bit down until his fangs sunk in.

“Wan! gulp---!"

Loud cries calling his name before disappearing Maybe it was because of the pain he had received. It hurt, already hurt a lot. Warm blood flowed out all over his mouth. Wan closed her eyes and drank in the sweetness that she received. Through the tongue... A tongue that has never tasted anything like this before.

Wan bit down harder again. The tooth sinks deeper into the tissue in that area. Calling out cries from the people beneath the body

“Oh........... hurt!!"

.....Soft, sweet, delicious... does it taste like this??

Wan heard North's breathing that was unusually loud. The red liquid continued to flow. Stimulates the appetite, resulting in him

“Ugh..oh!...oh!!.........oh!!!!!”

Wan tore the piece of flesh he had bitten off. The person beneath him twitched violently and the sound that was emitted to spread pain was incomprehensible.. North closed his eyes and gritted his teeth to relieve the pain. It didn't take long before he decided to open his eyes and look. A friend who was still putting his weight on top of his body.

A face full of smiles The corners of his mouth were stained with blood. Both cheeks move back and forth with the force of chewing the contents of the mouth. Needless to say, I know it is.

his flesh

North saw him swallow it down in his throat before lowering his head to the original wound. Sending the pain that had not yet subsided to increase. North cried, calling softly. in a weak voice The pain that he received Sending him no strength enough to resist, fear... fear of being eaten took over. He wasn't sure he would survive this situation until...

“North...”

"I'm not eating anymore. I've had enough. I'm sorry...sorry..." Wan whispered softly in his ear before North could say anything. Wan moved her face closer to the wound that was still bleeding. He could feel it from the warm breath on his neck, all the way down to the wound where the flesh had split.

"gulp!"

A hot tongue licked over the wound over and over, as if collecting every drop of blood that had flowed out...

“I'm sorry, just this time. I'm disappointed..."

You have to thank me. I have endured for so many years, my penance broke because you provoked me.”

“Am I provoking you!?”

“Oh, well, you and the others are really curious. Whether I'm a fork or not... So I proved it to you.”

"So what's wrong? It hurts."

Wan looked at the wound on North's shoulder that had been cut open by herself biting and eating it. Even though a little bit of the flesh was gone there, for someone who had a wound, it must have hurt a lot. It hurt so much that when he was eating North cried out. Even when crying there is no sound But Wan also knew how hard the person in front of her would cry.

He admits he feels guilty. But it was mixed with feelings of joy, happiness... until I felt afraid of myself.

North must be afraid of him too, right?

"Another proof.... I mean, I'm also a cake, right?"

Wan looked at North, who didn't even dare to look at him. Therefore, the only way to answer that question is to speak out.

"yes"

It's a cake... delicious... very delicious.

The meaning of the word delicious It must be like this.

Wan believes that

therefore

"You have to stay away from me, far away, so that this doesn't happen again, do you understand?"

TALK :

Cakewurst It's a world that I accidentally came across and became very interested in. So I wanted to try writing.

Because I want to try writing So it's a short episode >< <3 Please leave it for me. Thank you.

Add a chapter ((additional chapter: Wan) ) eat because I've been wanting to write more for a long time and just got around to it haha.