“You’re Just a Baker,” My Sister Screamed—The Next Time They Heard My Name, It Was on a Tokyo Flagship

all very cohesive. She doesn’t want anything that might seem like… clutter.”

The bakery noise faded to white static. “You’re uninviting me from my sister’s engagement dinner.”

“Don’t be dramatic. It’s not personal—it’s about the vibe. You’ll still be invited to the wedding, of course. We can do something more casual later. Maybe brunch.”

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