Chapter 42 Chapter 42 Click——……

As it turns out, although Fushiguro is indeed the most handsome guy today, he is also the one that no one dares to approach.

The school festival made the whole school lively, except for one place, the restricted area of ​​Class 3A.

Her face was expressionless, but she exuded an aura of "Strangers Keep Out, Familiar People Should Stay Away." Just standing there, Megumi Fushiguro gave off a sense of low pressure...

But the unfair thing is that he himself didn't have any emotions.

I think it was because of Fushiguro's famous name that no one dared to get within three meters of him, so he became the most idle worker in the class.

The business in the class was much better than expected. Whether sitting in the classroom or lining up outside the classroom, everyone's eyes would secretly fall on Fushiguro Megumi from time to time. Then they would pretend to be indifferent but actually be super excited and whisper with their classmates. Ninety-nine percent of them were sighing at the contrast of this person... No, it's because he is so handsome.

Occasionally, a few brave ones would muster up the courage to go over to him and order something, but every time this happened, just when they were about to reach Fushiguro Megumi and their eyes met his!

Those students would lower their heads, turn around and sit quietly in the seats next to them, pretending nothing had happened, and start studying the menu.

...In fact, there are still few brave people!

After this happened for the third time,

Fujinuma: "...."

Yamamoto: "...."

Fushiguro: “….”

The three of them looked at each other in silence, and everything they communicated seemed to be implied.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Class Leader Fujinuma laughed out loud, "Ha...haha...actually, Fushiguro-san doesn't have to do anything. Just standing here already gives off that image of a poster girl!"

Fushiguro Megumi: “?”

Vice-class representative Yamamoto also nodded quickly. "I'm so grateful to be able to change into this outfit! Look at the students still lined up outside, it's like a long line. It feels like they're all here for you, Fushiguro-san! For you!!"

Fushiguro Megumi: "..."

Hey, there's no need to choke like that.

Squad Leader Fujinuma nodded repeatedly, looking at the crowd outside and saying with regret, "If only Eri-chan had won a part-time job visa, the line would probably be twice as long."

If that guy becomes a butler...

It should really be able to appease a lot of people.

Fushiguro Megumi sighed in her heart and glanced around the classroom. It had been a while since she saw Eri Norimoto. Where had she gone to play again?

Why haven’t you come back yet?

.

Eri Kimoto didn't get a part-time work visa. She didn't know how to make coffee and wasn't assigned any other work. After helping Fushiguro solve his image problem, she went out to solicit customers.

It was said to be a place to attract customers, but in fact it was more like a place to have fun. After browsing a few topics that interested her, her hands were already full of things. The love from her classmates was heavy, and the food she was fed was too much to eat.

Back outside her classroom, she waved and greeted the customers she had just picked up on the way and who were still in line, while lamenting that her class's business seemed to be a little too good.

Then there is the scene at the beginning.

"Who dares..."

"I don't dare."

"I wouldn't dare."

"hiss--"

A group of students were whispering behind the door. Eri Kimoto followed their gaze and saw Megumi Fushiguro, who was standing stiffly by the window like a robot, just raised her head. Her blue-green eyes seemed to catch her eye.

Eri Kimoto understood everything from the look in his eyes.

She instantly changed her expression to a serious one and nodded vigorously to the boy.

He must be a little bored!

It doesn’t matter!

Go find him something to do now!

Eri Kimoto walked with an invincible stride, pulled out the bench in front of Megumi Fushiguro in the admiring eyes of her classmates, and then sat down.

Fushiguro Megumi hesitated to speak: ".....What are you doing?"

"What else can I do? I want to spend money and place an order!" Eri Kimoto suddenly burst out laughing. After finally holding it back, she raised her head again. The mischievous smile on her face still made Megumi Fushiguro's forehead twitch.

Qi Ben Eri smiled and tapped the table with her fingertips, raising an eyebrow at him to signal him to hurry up: "The customer wants to order something! Any recommendations?"

Megumi Fushiguro looked at her for a few seconds, then turned to look in the direction of class leader Fujinuma, as if trying to signal her with her eyes to take this guy away.

However, all he got was Fujinuma's affirmative look and a thumbs-up.

And for some reason... he felt that the classroom suddenly became much quieter.

Being stared at by the wolf-like gossiping eyes that glowed green everywhere in the classroom, Megumi Fushiguro said: "....."

Is that so?

The menu was hand-drawn by a student with some drawing skills. It was called a cafe, but in reality, it only had a few simple options. Megumi Fushiguro picked up the paper and pen for taking the order and asked, "What would you like to drink?"

"Wow, is that why you didn't name names?"

Kimoto Eri covered her mouth and spoke in a pompous tone that made you want to hit her twice: "So you are a very cold maid sister."

"..." The veins on Fushiguro Megumi's forehead jumped again.

The boy resisted the urge to slap her twice and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, he regained his expressionless look. He was silent for a few seconds and then bent down. His voice was also lowered, and his clear voice was neither hurried nor slow.

"What would you like to drink, Kimoto-san?"

Eri Kimoto winked at him and said cheerfully, "I'd like Miss Fushiguro to recommend something to me!"

Ms. Fushiguro said expressionlessly, "...I recommend that you get up now, leave the classroom, turn right, go downstairs, find the vending machine on the first floor, and buy a bottle of mineral water."

"..." Eri Kimoto: "Don't you want to make money and be complained about at the same time?"

....

....

A few minutes later, Megumi Fushiguro came back with a cup of matcha latte.

He had long known that the taste of matcha was more to her liking than coffee. After going to dessert shops together so many times, he had already figured out that Eri Kimoto was the type who liked sweet things, and she could only drink this kind of sugary latte.

Eri Kimoto took a look at the matcha latte on the table and felt that it looked no different from the ones sold outside, so it probably wasn't poisoned.

Just as she said thank you and was about to sip the matcha latte, the male classmate dressed as a maid at the next table raised his voice in a choked and affected manner, which made her pause.

"Oh~ Master~"

"Is this really necessary~~"

Megumi Fushiguro also paused.

After the two of them looked at each other in silence, they looked over at the same time -

"I'm really shy. Eh~~Did you really choose me?"

"One Polaroid photo is 500 yen!"

"Do you really really want to take a photo with me? I hate it~~~"

The maid Inoue-san is so immersed in her own identity that she has lost track of the world. Her coquettish voice and coquettish look really give people goose bumps.

But the female customers at the table he was serving seemed to really like this trick. One of them even took out two bills from her pocket and pretended to put them into his pocket as a tip...

Inoue beamed, accepting the tip while providing greater emotional value. The 'host' he was talking about had changed to 'Her Royal Highness the Princess' and then to 'Her Majesty the Queen'. He struck a pose, took photos with those classmates, and even signed his name and wrote words of blessing on the Polaroid paper.

Eri Nori hesitated, "...Inoue-san might try being a gigolo in the future."

Fushiguro Megumi pondered silently, "...So this is his personality?"

After thinking about it seriously, Eri Kimoto really couldn't combine the image of the quiet, traditional Japanese melancholic Inoue with the current image of the maid Inoue. She just sighed and picked up the matcha latte on the table again.

Eri Qimoto drank it in small sips, and halfway through she suddenly realized that something was wrong, as everyone had paid the same price!

Eri Kimoto suddenly looked up at Megumi Fushiguro.

The moment Fushiguro Megumi met her eyes, he knew what she was thinking!!!

...Not good.

Fushiguro Megumi pretended to be busy and prepared to turn around and go to the front desk. No matter what, he had to leave her side first.

"Hey, Fushiguro-san."

...finished.

The boy froze, and after hearing someone's impatient tut, he slowly turned his head. Sure enough, Eri Qimoto, who was staring at him intently, showed a devilish expression. "What did you call me just now? You didn't call me Qimoto-san, did you?"

Megumi Fushiguro: “….”

"Your Highness, the Queen, and the Master, please choose one and call it to me!"

Fushiguro Megumi: ""

He just knew it!!

"Nene~"

"Fushiguro-san~~"

"Be more dedicated!"

Megumi Fushiguro sighed deeply.

Qi Ben Eri was looking forward to it, looking at him with bright eyes.

Fushiguro Megumi also looked at her, struggling for a long time, but still——

I still couldn't choose the right name, so I just typed out a bunch of ellipsis in a dull manner: "..."

Fortunately, Eri Kimoto's remaining conscience (? ) spared the mute.

Squad leader Fujinuma, who had just finished taking Polaroid photos of Inoue's table, passed by the two of them. Eri Kimoto's eyes lit up and she quickly grabbed Squad Leader Fujinuma.

She also took out a thousand-yen note from her pocket and said, "Here, here, I want to take two Polaroid photos too!"

....maybe he wasn't let go either.

“Crack—”

“Crack—”

After the camera clicked, Eri Norimoto waited contentedly for the Polaroid film to appear. Fushiguro Megumi glanced at her and thought, "Is this guy going to post the contents of the photo to the high school group?...I'm sure he will!" It felt like something she would do!

Fushiguro Megumi's eyes looked even more dead.

However, Eri Kimoto did not pay attention to his gaze, and the picture on the Polaroid camera in her hand was gradually becoming clearer.

In the first photo, the black maid skirt outlines the boy's good figure, and the white ruffled apron is tied around his waist.

The short black hair was tamed by the clip, but not completely tamed. Fushiguro tilted his head and did not look at the camera. Although his expression was a little stiff, his handsome profile had almost no flaws.

Closer to the camera, Eri Kimoto, who occupies most of the photo, stretched out her hand, made a big "yeah" gesture, and grinned.

Perhaps dissatisfied with Fushiguro-san's standing posture just now, the second photo shows a different picture.

This time, Eri Kimoto, who appeared on the left side of the photo, raised her lips slightly and gave a thumbs up to the camera.

This time, in the large space on the right side of the picture, Fushiguro's face is still slightly tilted, but this time when the photo was taken, the boy was looking down at the girl next to him.

Fushiguro-san has beautiful eyes.

Just like a deep lake, her blue-green eyes can make people feel calm and peaceful.

Compared to the first photo, which also looks great, Eri Kimoto prefers the second one. She thinks Fushiguro's eyes, which have appeared many times, are so soft and tender, as if...

If I have to describe it, it would be that there is indulgence hidden in the gentleness, and a little bit of helplessness towards oneself.

...is a very pleasant feeling.

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