Junior High School

After serving the customer, the "bad girl" put away her exercise books and finished her one-on-one tutoring class. She tapped the menu a few times with her fingers, stood up and went to the window to order a cappuccino.

It was not until Hinata Aoi did not return to her original seat but pulled out a chair and sat down next to her that Goujuan came to his senses and waited for Hinata Aoi to speak first.

"Aren't you going to get the coffee I ordered? My maid."

Anyone who has consumption can be a customer.

Hinata Aoi couldn't stand the fact that Inumaki Ji was absent-minded, so she came to find out the reason herself.

Being chilled by the cold golden eyes that were still immersed in the role, Goujuan Ji subconsciously stood up and did as he was told before he could figure out the whole thing. He only realized it belatedly when he held the coffee in his hand, and his cheeks felt a little hot.

After quickly going through all the etiquette details in her mind, the maid Inugami respectfully placed the coffee on the table, waiting for Hinata Aoi to taste it elegantly.

Hinata Aoi looked at the silver-haired "girl" who was standing with her back straight, holding a plate, with some surprise. She didn't expect that her joke was taken seriously. She felt like she was being served by a professional maid.

Unable to help but raise the corners of her mouth, the ice in her eyes scattered into tiny starlight. Hinata Aoi pushed the coffee closer to Gojuan and patted the chair to signal him to sit down.

"Drink it."

Compared to masks, veils are more convenient.

Goujuan opened an entrance and tilted his head slightly, then the coffee mixed with milk and foam could flow into his mouth, leaving a cool trace on his throat and slowly suppressing the chaotic boredom.

Handing over a tissue at the right time, Hinata Aoi always felt that Gojuan was as cute as a small animal when she saw him eating. She was so happy that she couldn't help but joke:

"Does this outfit look particularly nice on you? You keep looking in my direction?"

Fortunately, he had put down the coffee cup, otherwise Goujuan felt that he would choke because of this sentence.

How to explain the high-speed brain thinking:

"I just felt that Hinata was a little different than usual."

"Hinata is beautiful even when she's not. She's beautiful even when she's not. She's just beautiful."

Even though half of his face is covered, it is not difficult to see Goujuan's sincerity.

He was afraid that if he didn't praise her enough, it would damage Hinata Aoi's confidence and beauty, so he tried hard to treat the same person perfectly.

Hinata Aoi always couldn't cope with such a person as Inumaki Satoru. She looked away briefly to avoid him but happened to meet the eyes of the man who came in.

Huihara Yu only dared to step into this "chaotic" classroom after he looked at the class sign.

The moment he saw Hinata Aoi and Inumaki Satoru clearly, he hesitated for a few seconds, turned around and looked at the doorplate again, then walked in again as if waking up from a dream.

"...Ladies, would you mind sharing a meal with me?"

I don't know who he learned this smooth talk from, but before his brain could fully process the scene in front of him, his mouth opened to make fun of it.

The squad leader who was monitoring the situation was already choosing which mop stick was more convenient to use.

I felt like I was blind to think that a handsome and refreshing guy came in. He revealed his scumbag nature as soon as he opened his mouth.

The man did have a baby face like a student, but his sturdy physique and relaxed posture also revealed his social status.

This situation is also included in the pre-opening assumptions.

If such a "no-face" group appears, just gang up on them and scare them. They run a cosplay cafe, and they can't let people mistake it for a gigolo parlor where they can just take advantage of you!

Seeing this, Tsu Miki quickly finished the dessert in her hand and ran over to stop the squad leader who was about to go berserk.

"This, this is Hinata's brother, he's not a bad guy!"

Because she was not familiar with him, she took a little more time to figure out who this outgoing man was.

Fortunately, she recognized it. Otherwise, the overly enthusiastic students might not have done anything before they could patiently read Hinata Aoi's typed explanation.

The squad leader inexplicably felt a sense of regret that he had the ability but nowhere to use it.

She put the mop back as if nothing had happened, raised her hand to calm the people in the kitchen who were waiting for her order to charge forward, and continued to stand in a hidden corner and patrol with her eyes.

watching～

Haibara Yu didn't know that he had escaped a disaster. His eyes were still glued to the two "girls" and he couldn't take them away. He couldn't believe what he saw.

From elementary school to junior high school, Haibara Yu watched Hinata Aoi grow up and always noticed the child's excellence.

Whether it was academics or sports, home economics or art, she was always at the top of the class. She was a well-behaved, quiet, obedient, and sensible girl, a typical good kid. I didn't expect to see such a contrasting side of her today.

Not to mention Inumaki Ji, even his gender has changed!

The muscles formed by years of training were perfectly concealed by his clothes, revealing only the smooth and slender lines. If it weren't for his iconic hair color and eye color, he would be hard to recognize.

In a short period of time, from confusion to questioning to acceptance, Haibara Yu sighed that the students really knew how to have fun. Just as he sat down on the chair, he saw Hinata Aoi standing up opposite him.

"Good afternoon. What would you like to drink? I'll take your order."

Hinata Aoi restrained herself from getting up too quickly and not appearing too flustered. She still didn't know how to deal with Haibara Yu, and immediately wanted to find an excuse to escape the scene.

"Don't be so anxious, I'm here on a mission today~" Huihara Yu moved the cross-body bag in front of him and took out a camera.

The moment Hinata Aoi saw the camera, she understood that her mother, who must have no time to attend the school festival, had asked Huihara Yu to take a photo of her as a souvenir.

This is exactly the case.

"If you guys are busy, go ahead and do your work. Don't worry about me. My photography skills are pretty good~"

"I won't occupy the seat for too long, but it really wouldn't be nice to come to the store without ordering..." muttering the latter half of the sentence to himself, Huihara Yu ordered a mocha and a lemon tart.

"Will the other students find me troublesome? Do you need to speak to your person in charge?"

"I can take photos for every student."

Isn't that completely unreasonable? The squad leaders and their friends would be even happier if they had someone reliable to help take photos.

Hinata Aoi maintained her facial expression and had no way to deal with Haibara Yu. She gave up resistance and took the initiative to find the squad leader to communicate, and then quickly went to find something to do.

In the presence of familiar elders, she restrained her world-weary indifference and pretended to be an emotionless robot to serve customers.

Goujuan was not affected at all and did not move.

At least until Huihara Yu finishes eating what he ordered, he can stay at this table and not have to deal with the communication needs of unfamiliar classmates.

The Gundam transformation show at the next table was also quite spectacular, and I didn't even notice that the food was ready. It was Tsumeki who brought it over and simply said hello to Haibara Yu.

While paying attention to Hinata Aoi's movements, he talked to Haibara Yu, fearing that Hinata Aoi would suspect that they knew each other before.

"...Xiao Kui, don't you know the relationship between us? Oh, I mean, you two are very familiar with each other, uh, not really..."

"She doesn't know."

Gojumaki understood what Huiyuan Xiong was saying with all these expressions that he couldn't quite put into words. But this relationship wasn't so easy to explain, was it?

It's a relationship where you know each other.

He was only familiar with Tsumiki's younger brother before. It's unclear if Haibara-san and Tsumiki had met before. How should one describe this kind of relationship?

And isn't it a secret? Just because Hinata Aoi hasn't lost her memory, can she tell you about it?

Could it be that he had misunderstood before?

"Want to tell me?" Does this mean that he wants to keep Hinata Aoi away from the world of curse, but also wants to protect her right to know?

"Well... let's not use it." Huiyuan Xiong picked up the mocha and took a sip. The rich chocolate aroma was a bit too greasy for him at his age.

It is better to have less trouble than more.

"I'm just curious, is Tsu Miki paying too much attention to Aoi?"

In fact, what he originally wanted to say was "fear", but he felt that "fear" was not appropriate enough, so he had to weaken the intensity.

While secretly eating a forkful of lemon tart under Haibara Yu's nose, Gojumaki calmly adjusted his veil.

For him, the word "scared" is not an exaggeration at all.

Haibara Yu doesn't understand Tsumeki, nor does he understand Hinata Aoi well enough.

"That's not important. Have another piece of blueberry cake." He didn't know if there was a staff meal. He didn't bring any rice balls today, so he was indeed a little hungry.

He thought Hinata Aoi must be hungry, and Hinata Aoi's favorite item on the menu was blueberry cake.

In a sense, he may be the person who knows Hinata Aoi best, perhaps even better than Hinata's mother.

It’s better not to ask others for advice on some things, so as not to reveal your purpose and not get any useful response.

We should protect the real Hinata Aoi first.

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Thanks to the enthusiastic students in the kitchen who fed Hinata Aoi, the blueberry cake finally ended up in Goujuan's stomach.

Therefore, the dog roll that tricked customers into ordering food for him was criticized and educated by the monitor as a negative example. Because he was speechless, he skipped the part about the provocation from other classes and directly booked the punishment of the haunted house.

In the afternoon, I changed shifts and went to watch the third grade drama. Goujuan took off his makeup, changed back into his school uniform, and officially said goodbye to the girl Goujuan.

"Ah! How come it only lasted half a day when it was so perfect! Ugh~"

"Hinata-san, don't change it! It won't delay anything!! Wuwu~"

They could only wipe the "blood" off their faces. Hinata Aoi and Gojumaki were finally released by the cultural committee member and walked to the auditorium.

The campus is as lively as the classroom.

You can see all kinds of stalls and people of all shapes and sizes, even combinations like Oikawa Toru, Iwaizumi Hajime, and Sunagawa Makoto.

No one expressed any doubts after the encounter, and Oikawa Tooru had already explained himself:

"It was Takenori who entrusted his childhood to me~"

"By the way, for people like us who are next level and want to participate in the school festival, the first step is definitely to go to the haunted house!"

Oikawa Toru puffed out his chest, looking like a reliable adult.

"I can only say it was a breeze. I cleared it like a walk!"

"I ran into a tough guy right when I went out. After he knew we were going to see a play, he handed the little one over to us~"

Iwaizumi: "..."

The facts cannot be said to be exactly the same, we can only say that they are different.

The most stubborn person shouted that he wanted to go to the haunted house to test his courage as soon as he entered the school.

With trembling legs, she clung to him in a startling manner and finally completed the whole journey. She was so scared by the Takeo Goda who rushed past the door that she almost fell to her knees.

The tough guy was still running easily even though he was being chased by a large group of people. When he saw them, he made a circle to temporarily get rid of them. He said that it was suddenly inconvenient for him to go to the play, so he asked them to help pass the tickets to his childhood friend, as he didn't want to waste Kageyama's kindness.

Eager to show off his masculinity, Iikawa Toru fabricated the truth, and his companions were lucky enough not to complain, so the facts were rewritten.

The two-person team expanded to five people, and continued to move towards the auditorium accompanied by Oikawa Toru's endless narration.