237 – Nao Strikes Back

“Did I say campfires were impossible this year?”

“Yes. Last year’s campfire at the school festival caused sparks to burn the lawn on the campus, so the faculty meeting finally ruled it unacceptable.”

After hearing the vice president’s logical explanation, the president nodded and said,

“It’s unfortunate that it’s directly related to the safety of the students, but there’s nothing we can do about it. You must have informed the students about that in advance through an official letter, right?”

Minami, who was listening to the story from the side, opened the file folder and said.

“Yes. Still, there were complaints from some students regarding the campfire, but once again it was made clear that it could not be overturned as it had already been decided at the faculty meeting, so I realized that there was nothing I could do about it and turned around. .”

“You did a good job. As expected, Minami-like skillful handling of the job.”

“Thank you, lady.”

The meeting flows leisurely like a boat meeting a fair wind.

Since the vacancy of the vice chairman is filled, it definitely feels like the speed of work is faster than before.

After several agenda items passed, the chairman spoke to the vice chairman at the stage of concluding the meeting.

“From tomorrow, outsiders will be allowed to enter the cultural festival, so please work closely with the leadership team to keep the school safe. If anything unpleasant happens, the name of the school and the student council will be tarnished.”

“I will risk my life to carry out your orders, young lady.”

“No, you don’t have to risk your life…”

At the vice-president’s remarks of blind loyalty, the president muttered that with a spirited expression.

“Oh, come to think of it, Yuseong-kun. You must have left the schedule for the last day of the cultural festival, right?”

“Yes. No specific appointments.”

“I look forward to that day’s date.”

After saying that in a calm voice, the chairman stood up first.

It’s the cultural festival period for students, but the chairman seems to be packed with various schedules even in the afternoon.

After seeing off the president, vice-president, and Minami, who said they had to move to handle the next schedule, I locked the door to the empty student council room and returned to class.

***

Fortunately, the first day of the festival went smoothly without any special incident.

For me personally, it was a disaster because I had to be forced to wear a maid outfit for the success of the maid cafe, but in fact, it was not as embarrassing as I thought because all the men in my class wore it.

If you think of these as memories from your school days, it’s not bad.

Originally, only men can wear women’s clothing, so isn’t there a paradox that it is the most manly thing in the world?

Anything aside, the day after the entrance festival, when outsiders are officially allowed to enter.

Before opening the maid cafe, there was a chilly sense of tension in our class.

“Guest, isn’t that too much?”

“The line is already at the end of the hallway.”

“How did this happen?”

Even if business goes well, it went too well.

Yesterday was the first day of the cultural festival, so all the boys in the class wore maid uniforms and walked around the campus to promote the cafe, but it was an atmosphere that I didn’t expect to see such a huge publicity effect.

That’s when one of the tight-knit trio came up with an opinion.

“Maybe there were more customers because of Kim.”

“Kim-kun?”

All of a sudden, the eyes of the classmates are focused on me.

It was before the opening, but since I was already wearing a maid uniform, I carefully put my legs together and sat on a chair.

“Certainly, with that visual, it’s not strange even if it attracts aggro.”

“It’s almost like a walking billboard.”

“I’m afraid to see you in my dreams.”

I didn’t do anything, but it flows naturally into an atmosphere of understanding.

Feeling a bit unfair, I tried to open my mouth, but one of the trio of tight-fisted otaku who made this comment, a glasses-wearing otaku, waved his index finger and said,

“No, but the news that was announced last week.”

“”Ah~~””

The voices of the classmates forming harmony as if they understood only then.

“Come to think of it, Kim became a celebrity.”

“I didn’t know because I couldn’t feel it.”

“Because I was already a celebrity at school.”

“If you think about it that way, I think I can understand why ordinary people come and line up. Since there is a celebrity, Kim, they must have come because they wanted to see him at least once.”

I didn’t quite understand how much my topicality had grown, as I rarely watch TV or Internet news.

Since I met the reporters in front of the school gate last Friday, he hadn’t come near me even once.

Perhaps the chairman secretly helped.

“So you’re saying that the reason for the long queue outside is because of him?”

Ayase, who was watching the situation, organized the story neatly like a class president, and the classmates who were exchanging opinions in the middle of the day nodded their heads in unison.

“Then, the conclusion has been reached. Let’s go in the direction of excluding Yooseong from work and only working until lunch today.”

“Eh? Isn’t that cheating?”

As Satoru bet on the porridge like that, the class president looked at him with narrow eyes and asked.

“Satoru, are you going to work all day long?”

To the last, maid cafes are operated for the enjoyment of the entire class.

Ayase seemed to be trying to block that possibility in advance, as it would be a complete turnaround to rush into work just because there were a lot of customers.

Anyway, from my point of view, I was given permission to rest without work, so it wasn’t a losing business.

“Oh, it’s already time to open.”

Listening to someone muttering, the huddled classmates stood up one by one.

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“Don’t forget to distribute the numbered tickets first and let them enter in order. There is a saying that the busier you go, the slower you go.”

Fortunately, we had a command tower with a brilliant brain, and if we just follow him, we won’t lose anything.

The children of Class 2-B started to move around busily, following the order of Ayase, the class president.

***

10 Am.

Shortly after opening the business, customers started pouring in at a terrifying speed.

Thanks to that, unlike yesterday, I had to stand in front of the fire, unable to take a single step out of the kitchen.

“Here are two Chinese omurice!”

“Get out soon!”

“An additional tantanmyeondo!”

“Yes!”

When one order is processed, two orders come in immediately.

I was processing orders nonstop, feeling like I was working in a store during peak hours.

“Fill it in advance before the ingredients run out!”

“I’m going to the mart right now, do you need anything?!”

The situation in the kitchen is like a war.

Fortunately, because the class president’s base set a limit on the number of visitors, it was possible to prevent an influx of guests that could not be handled at once.

Because there was a system where people took a numbered ticket and contacted them when a seat became available, there was no such thing as standing in line in the hallway and interfering with other people’s passage.

Has it been about two hours since you worked so hard that you couldn’t breathe properly?

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the kitchen.

“Nanana, it’s Naotan!”

“Naoya Minato!”

“Is it a holiday?! What are you doing here!”

A familiar name in my ears.

It was the name of a freshman junior I had just met.

The reason she came to our class was obvious.

Perhaps to meet me.

I entrusted the apron to someone else for a while and then went out of the kitchen.

Wow!

It’s a crude kitchen with only one tent dividing the space, but I don’t know if it was because I was standing in front of the fire all the time, but there was a clear difference in temperature between inside and outside.

As I unconsciously wiped the sweat running down my cheeks with my sleeve, someone suddenly held out a handkerchief.

“I’m here to play as promised. Senior.”

And the owner of the handkerchief was Nao.

“…Thank you.”

Ohhhhh!

The people around them suddenly cheered when they saw it.

From the perspective of someone unfamiliar with the situation, it seemed like the kindness of a famous actor.

When I returned the handkerchief I wiped my sweat on, he took the handkerchief that came out and looked up and down at me.

Then he said with a grin.

“Senior, you look surprisingly good in a maid outfit, don’t you?”

“I can’t hear that as a compliment.”

“I like bursting muscles that can’t be hidden with this outfit.”

With that said, Nao stabbed me in the chest with his index finger.

I said politely while frowning at the sudden touch.

“Don’t be so casual about it. Others will misunderstand you.”

Then Nao said, “Oh, I don’t care?”

Feeling ominous, I hurriedly tried to cover her mouth, but she spoke out one beat faster than that.

“Because I acted to be misunderstood.”

De facto acknowledgment.

It was also a remark by an actor who is treated as the nation’s little sister in Japan, so the repercussions of the remark were enormous.

“Nonsense!”

“What’s wrong with Naotan!”

“Jeeenjaaa!!”

Screams and sighs are heard from all directions.

Among them was Satoru, who shed bloody tears.

I looked around with a puzzled look at the sudden uproar.

Sasha and Rika, who had already known each other Nao, were staring at me as if they were dumbfounded.

“No, this must be a mistake!”

It was really unfair.

Because I already had a history of rejecting her confession.

But, as if he was trying to take advantage of the atmosphere that was coming out, he suddenly put his arms around me and told my classmates.

“Then I’ll borrow senpai for a while! Class 2-B everyone!”

That’s how I was accidentally kidnapped.

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