Sugar Sans の小説・ストーリー

I answer him anyway, "an effort to lose weight. You know, it increases our metabolism so... yeah. Green tea. Been a while." He nods with a smile still attached to his face, "We just launched a green tea chocolate bar late last year, maybe I'll drop some to you? Lose weight while indulging your favorite snack?" "Ohhh you mean the new Gunn chocolate bar with the green wrapper? With that cute little panda on the wrapper? Yeah I tried it already! It's good, it's really good!" Okay maybe I got a little bit excited so I tone it down, "It's... good." "Glad you liked it," he seems pleased with my enthusiasm that I don't feel that bad anymore to be too excited about it.

She jumped up as sge held the box of cookies and jelly beens in her hand . "You made the cookies ?" Wait did she know ? "Well ..ya ?" I said rubbing the back of my neck "How did you know ?" I asked . "I don't have diabetes Zander " she said taking another bite . Diabetes? FUCK !!!! "Did i add no sugar ? ...i am so sorry ..it was my first trial " she chuckled . "There are good ...not to bad ..not as bad as my first ones " she said . I walked to sit beside her.

Roxy said while getting up "I'm going to get me a water bottle you want one" "yes" I said while rubbing my forehead i usually don't eat a lot of sweets, because when I do I get mini headaches; like a sugar hangover. I looked on the bed for my phone to see it had fell, I reached down for it, but a hand grabbed it before I could "aaaaaahhhh" I screamed while standing up on the bed, Roxy came running in holding two water bottles "whats wrong" she said looking up at me I pointed under the bed "someone is under there"

I like pure because that's where I enjoy milk. Now I looked for the sugar and there were three containers there that looked the same. First I took the one closest to me and smelled it but I couldn't smell anything, but its texture was different because it wasn't refined like sugar. It's like Betsin. So I put it back and covered it. I followed the second one and smelled it. I can't quite predict the smell. It's refined so I tasted it first and winced because it was salty. It's salt. I followed the third one and smelled him. I immediately inhaled the sweet smell that was familiar to me. I smiled. It's just too much sugar to make it harder to search. And I'm sure about the smell because I memor

Levante opened the last drawer of the refrigerator, exposing a variety of desserts and candies there, along with some healing potions and the potions made of Whisper Moss, Moon Tears, and Sun-Drop Lily. "Here!" He held out a candy. "It has the right amount of sugar. It will—" "What are these?" I asked, my voice cracking. He looked at the drawer and then at me. "Oh, these are all customized for your health. Your healer suggested the right amount of sugar to avoid the side effects. Oh, the sugar is made from Moon Bloom. So, it has none of the side effects of regular cane sugar—" I stood there as he explained everything as though it was normal. Even when he was explaining everything properly, h

"The portions are calculated precisely for your weight and activity level. You won't gain weight. You'll survive." He sat down. Not politely. Not casually. Like a man who decided this was war—but would postpone the battle for now. He reached for the oatmeal first. One spoonful. Then another. Then he paused. "Is this... date?" Sloane looked up from her tablet, where she was already drafting his recovery protocol. "Yes. Natural sugar. Fast-absorbing. Otherwise you'd crash during training." "Of course," Lennox muttered. "Natural sugar. What's next—ashwagandha and a yoga class during my match?"

Snacks: Almonds (10 only), green juice, cucumber slices. No sugar. No dairy. No gluten. No fruit. No joy. “This will trim you. Sharpen your silhouette. You have the potential to be unforgettable, Miss Everett, but only if you give everything. This world, this industry, does not reward softness.” My chest tightened. “I understand,” I said, forcing my voice to be steady.

"I’m not sure where their corporate offices are, but they have a manufacturing facility in West Rutberg. Why do you ask?" Kathrine hesitated, her gaze dropping to her knees. "I’m trying to do some research... into artificial sweeteners. They make Quantum Excell, right? It’s supposed to be like a magic sweetener that also makes you lose weight?" "Yeah," I said, moving to her toes. "We carry one of their products at the gym. It’s called Excellent—a protein powder drink mix that’s supposed to help build muscle and shred fat at the same time. I’m not sure if it lives up to the hype, though."

The ‘knife’ that was put in Rose's mouth broke. Broke! It actually broke, just like that! It was evident that it wasn’t made out of metal. Rose explained whilst licking the candy. “This is candy, it’s made out of granulated sugar, glucose, or malt sugar. After being mixed, simmered, pulled and blown, it can be made into the shape of a knife.” Although this sugar knife looked especially sharp, it wouldn’t be able to cut anything. What Rose was talking about was ‘sugar art’.

He gave a judgement. Less sugar? Really? I added 5 whole Cups of sugar and he found it less? What was he? A sugar-craving monster? Everyone in the table laughed at it. "That's Lavi, bro. She puts one spoon sugar, where two is needed. We have grown accustom of it, you too will." This Vansh! He was being too vocal. I controlled the urge to fill his mouth with those less-sugared Emartis. ____