Masho no Otoko wo Mezashimasu

It feels like the air in the classroom is tight because I said something stubborn.

Fukushima was also swallowed by the air. Gokuri swallowed his spit and sweated cold.

"I wonder, Fukushima-kun? I'm trying to reach the existence of a butler with that much history, so do you have enough readiness and determination to match it?

"Eh... uhh..."

"I can't believe I'm not ready to do that, but I'm telling you... there's nothing wrong with that? At the very least, you've been investigating the establishment of butlers and history with the kitchen, right?... right?

"Been killed, history!? Um... I'm..."

Shino-san hunts down Fukushima without moving a finger-tied pose in front of her face. Thanks to this, Fukushima looks at me with tears. I'm asking you to help me no matter what I think. But unfortunately, Fukushima said that he thought about the proposal himself, so it doesn't matter what I think. So don't look this way.

Are you sure you haven't looked into it? You're trying to make a butler cafe or something? What, is that weird? Maybe you're licking the butler?

Shino-san looks at Fukushima with her eyes wide open. I feel like I'm about to cum with those shimmering eyes. Fukushima trembles at the power of such a poet.

"What about Fukushima-kun? If you don't do something about it, we won't be able to move on."

"Oh, I'm sorry. And I haven't looked into it...."

Shino-san exhaled a big sigh at Fukushima who managed to say an apology.

"... but as poetry says, our understanding of the butler may have been sweet."

"That's right... Indeed, there are only so many kings with butlers in a long history."

There are more kings with harem.

"After all, butler is a profession that requires a lot of skill, right? You can't just get favored, can you?

Girls in the class are also getting sloppy and are about to be drunk in that atmosphere. I do think it's good to aim for authenticity. It's good to work hard, but it's impossible to get these stupid boys to be the full-fledged butlers. I was thinking about how to be polite to girls and how to make tea thorough, and I stepped on the idea that if a man dressed up as a butler and entertained them, guests would come. However, Gachise poet Shino-san is creating an atmosphere that cannot be done alone.

Such a poet seems to be thinking of something as he taps his fingers on his desk.

"Okay, okay... Fukushima-kun"

"Eh, nah, what..."

"Have you ever been to the school library?

"No, but...."

"Well, go and study the butler's history today."

Huh?

"So, report what you've looked into and submit it to me by tomorrow."

"Poetry, don't make too much noise."

"Cucumber...."

As soon as Shino-san tried to say something terrible, Yuka, who was coming behind her, turned her arm around Shino-san's neck in a smooth motion and squeezed. And in an instant, I reaped Shino-san's consciousness.

And Fukushima and the boys who saw the sight are pulling. Of course, I'm pulling too.

But the girls didn't pull anything. On the contrary, I was impressed with Minori's face, which just said, "Yuka will do it."

Does the girl in this class live in Shura's world, where she'll lose consciousness if she's careless?

After slowly lowering Shino-san to his desk, Yuka said with her hands clasped together.

"Ah, I think the butler cafe is good. I will definitely accept it if the boy treats me well!

And I suggested a butler cafe dressed like a mum! It's a very cute trick, but she's the one who just reaped consciousness.

But the other girls didn't seem to care at all about it and began to agree with the statement.

"That's right, I think so too! I mean, we want to come as customers!

"Ah, me too!

"Beautiful feathers and beautiful feathers!

"But I'm worried about one thing."

"What's going on?

A natural question flies to Yuka, who has her index finger stuck to her finger.

"According to some sources, that Kiyoaki Boys High School might also serve butler coffee."

All right, let's go.

"Yes, I dare to check 'I'll be there'."

"Can I make a reservation?

"Well... how much can I pay you to take home?

Go to the police for a minute.

"Ah... no, that's not what I'm trying to say..."

Yuuka-san coughs one up to bring back the coffee and air.

"If you wear it, you'll have a spectacular guest hunt. It means that both may not be able to rank higher."

I am convinced that the more everyone is convinced of the words.

"In addition, I think that everyone in Kiyoaki will probably finish up with a chicken, so there is also a point that it can be compared to that. If it's definitely inferior, this is the relative rating, and this is where the blackbirds will ring."

And one more thing, Yuka continued her words.

"It is a brand called Kiyoaki Boys High School. As they were almost inviolable as butlers, Fu Fu, this is a big topic. That's right, you can't fight this with a semi-sustainable feeling."

It is true that Yuka is right. But that word tickles my pride. And even if you say that, you'll have to say this to me. I stand quietly and say to Yuka.

"There is certainly history and fame there. But I'm in this class... The Boy King is the most talkative man right now. It's not necessarily bad."

Ooh... the classroom stopped beating. And Yuka, who received my words, smiled and said:

"Exactly. Definitely win."

At that moment, the classmates raised their voices at once. It was the moment when a group of minds came together for the cultural festival.

The only problem is, they won't know that I'm the one who proposed the butler's cafe. I didn't do anything wrong, but I kind of wanted to back off.