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―――Well, the long-awaited cultural festival is finally here.
Even though midterms are right after this, no one seems the least bit gloomy.
Well, even if midterms are over, summer vacation starts right away. With two rewards like that, I guess no one minds.
“Welcome! How about trying 2-B’s Maid & Butler Cafe?”
Unlike other high schools, ours holds it unusually during the rainy season.
According to Shiori-san, the school wants to hold it “before exam season kicks into high gear.”
By inviting outsiders and holding it on a holiday, anyone can attend, making it quite popular with the general public.
Thanks to that, the school is bustling with an unbelievable number of people, and lively noise echoes from every corner.
“Welcome! Young master, how about our cafe!?”
“We’ve got lots of cute maid-chan here!?”
“You there, young lady! Won’t you let me serve you!?”
―――That’s the kind of customer-baiting I hear coming from my class—the kind that probably won’t actually lure in many customers.
This time, we’re running a ‘Maid & Butler Cafe,’ and inside, there are lots of maids and butlers.
And maybe because that kind of attire is unusual… even though the cultural festival just started, there were already tons of customers.
And then―――
“This is weird… Wasn’t I supposed to be in charge of the kitchen?”
Why am I wearing a tailcoat? I suddenly wondered while waiting in front of the blackboard.
After all, I’d skipped prep work by taking a part-time job, so I was supposed to be doing mostly backstage work on the day.
Well, I might have to slip out for personal reasons, but other than that, I planned to work.
But why? No, I am dressed as a butler and working, that much is true…
“Well, that’s how it goes.”
Suddenly, Ikuto, also in a tailcoat, poked his head up from behind me.
“Why?”
“Too many complaints.”
“Complaints even though we haven’t served any food yet?”
I was curious what exactly people were complaining about.
“Not that. It’s from the other kitchen staff. You see, it’s causing trouble for the next person serving.”
“Huh?”
“…Well, if you don’t get it, you don’t get it.”
Was he talking about hygiene?
If so, I need to go to the bathroom right now and cry for about an hour.
“More importantly, are you okay on time? Weren’t we supposed to do this pretty early?”
“Huh? Oh, well, it’s the afternoon anyway, so for now it’s still—”
“Ah, Sasaki-kun! Sasaki-kun!”
Just as I was about to say that, a voice suddenly called out from the back of the classroom.
Then, a girl came trotting over, waving her hand.
“Sasaki-kun, you’ve been requested by that customer over there.”
“We have a request system too?”
“Yeah, they have a request and asked for an extension.”
Host club?
“They said they want an after-hours session.”
A host, then.
“Well, if that’s the case, I guess I have to go.”
“Alright then,” he said. Leaving only that behind, Ikuto ran off to the table where his childhood friend had been sitting just moments ago.
Was it his face? Or the gentle, refined aura he carried?
Come to think of it, I felt like several girls had requested Ikuo since earlier. I was truly envious.
“Hey, Tsukkun, Tsukkun!”
Just as I was thinking that, someone suddenly tugged at the hem of my tailcoat.
“…What do you think of this outfit?”
It wasn’t just different from usual—it was something else entirely.
It was probably a costume for our class performance, but it was full-on cosplay. The kind boys would especially like.
A playful, knee-length skirt and frills suited the charming Yuzuki perfectly.
“Do you think it suits me…?”
“Of course it suits you! Hey, look at how those guys are reacting.”
I pointed towards the classroom entrance.
There, the guys who’d been stealing glances our way since earlier were standing.
“Hey, there’s this one super cute girl over there…?”
“That’s second-year Minase-senpai! One of the Three Great Beauties!”
“Huh, maybe I’ll ask her out… Want to take a pic and make it my wallpaper.”
“The maid outfit is sooo cute…”
Well, hearing that reaction, there’s no need to even discuss whether it suits her or not.
But apparently, that wasn’t the right thing to say—
“N-no, that’s not what I meant…!”
Yuzuki glanced over at me for some reason.
Then, as if gathering her courage timidly, her face flushed bright red as she asked.
“W-what do you think, Tsukkun!?”
“Well, if you ask me…”
The only word that comes to mind is cute.
Especially the way she’s blushing and biting her lip just makes it worse.
Thanks to that, even my cheeks end up turning red.
Still, I can’t just not say anything.
I whisper softly… but loud enough for Yuzuki to hear—
“I think you look incredibly cute…”
“Oh, I see.”
Yuzuki blushed and looked down.
Because of that, a slightly awkward atmosphere flowed between us.
(Why is there this bittersweet atmosphere…!)
This was the classroom. There were various students around us.
I couldn’t just leave things awkward like this, so I pulled my phone out of my pocket and said,
“Hey, since we’re here, why don’t we take a commemorative photo!?”
“Huh, really!? I’ll make it my wallpaper!”
“Wallpaper”
“And my lock screen too!”
“Lock screen”
Is that how you commemorate things these days? Just put it front and center?
Thinking that, I moved closer to Yuzuki
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