Guitar, loneliness and the blue sea

Kasumigaoka Yusuke looked at his beautiful self in the mirror and let out a long sigh like a macho man.

Women's clothing... I hope it's just this once.

"I said, sister..."

"Ok?"

Kasumigaoka Shiwa was talking and laughing with Azusa Hamaoka, Chisa Furukawa and others, when they heard Yusuke calling, they both turned around.

"What's wrong? Our cutest maid?"

Yusuke lifted a pair of white stockings on his hand.

"I can't be the only one making a fool of myself, why don't you wear one too?"

He didn't want to do a loss-making business, so he could dress up in women's clothing and just enjoy it for his eyes.

"Well..."

Shiyu took the stockings from Yusuke, as if thinking.

"White stockings...although I haven't worn them much, it's not impossible."

Yusuke felt a little hopeful for a moment.

Hamaoka Azusa even patted his back three times and gave him a thumbs up.

You are doing well!

However, at this time someone poured a basin of cold water on him.

"Wait, Yusuke-sama, don't rush yet."

Mr. Hasaka made a fork gesture.

"Don't forget, this is a coffee shop with heavy makeup. If Master Shiyu becomes a maid, she will definitely look that fancy."

In an instant, Yusuke's newly aroused interest was extinguished.

"Forget it...seeing my sister like that will definitely break my heart."

"Huh? Heavy makeup?"

Kasumigaoka Shiyu was a little curious.

"Do you mean wiping it like those children just now? Is this some kind of Izu tradition?"

"Well, that's not the case. If you have to dress up like that to play the maid, I suggest you don't do it."

Hamaoka Azusa and Yusuke have the same mood.

Teacher Kasumi Shiko’s image of an elegant literary girl cannot be ruined by something like that!

"Well... to be honest, I don't mind that kind of thing." But Shiyu said nonchalantly.

"???" Yusuke was dumbfounded.

He knew his sister, and under normal circumstances, she would never agree to such a thing.

Is this still the Kasumigaoka Shiyu I know?

"Because if you wear makeup like that, you won't be hit on, right?" she explained.

"What? You were accosted? Where is that person?"

Kasumigaoka Yusuke picked up a bench next to him, looking like his muscles are more valuable to his brother, ah, no, his sister is more valuable.

"Calm down, Yusuke-chan." She smiled, "Isn't this a common occurrence? When I was at the book signing event, about [-]% of the readers came to me to ask for their contact information."

"A bunch of insects." Yusuke said bitterly, "If I were here, I would definitely drive them out, leaving no one behind..."

"Well, it's other people's business what they think. They can't get the result anyway, right?" Hamaoka Azusa comforted.

"Hmm." Shiyu agreed with a smile.

"In fact, the idiot who came to chat with me just now was killed by her words."

"Is that so..."

Hearing what Azusa said, Yusuke's anger was mostly dispelled.

After all, my sister has not been with me for a long time. She will definitely deal with strange people when she encounters them, and she will definitely deal with them more rationally than myself.

"Well, forget it."

He looked out the door from the kitchen and found that the guests were already arriving one after another.

"Well, I'm going to work. By the way, where are Iori and Kohei?"

"I am here..."

A depressed-looking Iori Kitahara walked in from the door. He was also wearing a maid uniform and black pantyhose.

After Yusuke, he could not escape the name of cross-dressing.

"It's a tough thing." Yusuke said with a bitter smile.

"After all, the beautiful big sister put makeup on you." Iori said resentfully, "The person who put makeup on me was a zombie beast. Do you know that the makeup feels like it is only ten centimeters away from the face... The smell is really It makes me want to puke a little bit.”

"Well...it's not bad to try new things. Ryo is right, life is about seeking new experiences."

"It's best to do it only once in a lifetime." Iori said.

"I agree with that."

Kasumigaoka Yusuke picked up the tray beside him, with two bowls of soup and a pot of coffee on it.

The moment he leaned down, his black wig almost fell into the soup.

He couldn't help but sigh, long hair is really inconvenient!

But Imamura Kohei seems to be adapting very well. He walks quickly and orderly, has a soft and sweet voice, has a kind and cute smile, and has a slender figure. The guests around him don't even realize that this person is actually a boss, and they think he is a Beauty.

"..."

Yusuke thought that some people were born with the talent to dress up as women, but he was obviously not one of them.

Thinking about it, another customer opened the door of the coffee house.

"Hello-eh?"

Yusuke and Iori stepped forward to greet them, and saw at a glance that they were none other than their four good brothers, Mitarai, Nojima, Fujiwara, and Yamamoto!

Among them, Shinichiro Yamamoto was still wiping tears.

"Sit here. Excuse me, what's wrong with this guest?" Kitahara Iori asked.

"Oh, him."

Mitarai said while suppressing a smile.

"He struck up a conversation with a beautiful woman on the street, but was severely rejected. He was deeply shocked."

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Hearing what Mitarashi Yu said, Kasumigaoka Yusuke felt something was wrong.

Could this guy...the person he was chatting with...be...

"Hey, let me ask you." He asked in the softest girlish voice possible.

"Huh?" Yamamoto, who had just sat down by the window, wiped away his tears and raised his head, looking at the 1.8-meter-[-] beautiful maid in front of him.

"The person you are chatting with, does she look a bit like me?"

"Yes...yes!" Yamamoto said in surprise, "Both are wearing white hairbands and black silk stockings, and even the color of their eyes is exactly the same...wuwuwu...why can't she agree to me... .”

With a click, the iron tray in Yusuke's hand broke into two halves.

Okay, now comes the sentencing stage.

"She not only rejected my confession, but also insulted my character..." Yamamoto said to himself.

It hurts, it hurts too much.

Although he, Yamamoto, has suffered constant defeats in love, such a failure is unprecedented...

"What did she say to you?"

"She said...even a piece of shit looks better with lipstick than me..."

"puff--"

The maid Iori and the maid Kohei couldn't hold it back, they beat the floor and laughed wildly.

"That's right!"

Several other scumbags expressed their dissatisfaction on behalf of Yamamoto.

"One thing to say, one thing to say, it's a bit too much."

"Even Yamamoto, it's a little better than poop, right?"

"Yes, even though he is a shockingly ugly man, he is still better than a poop, right?"

"What you say hurts your self-esteem!"

Yusuke couldn't help but smile.

Such a sharp and venomous tongue must be the work of my sister.

And this means...

This Shinichiro Yamamoto actually went to chat with his sister!

Unforgivable!

"...I ask you, what did you do to get her to react like this?"

Yusuke had the urge to castrate him on the spot.

He knew that Kasumigaoka Shiyu would not be so aggressive towards strangers.

This bastard definitely did something really disgusting!

as predicted.

"I didn't do anything obscene! I just knelt down and begged her to marry me..." Yamamoto hugged Kohei and cried, his nose and tears smeared all over him.

"In a sense, you can be considered a social nerd." Maid Iori was still laughing wildly.

"Please don't wipe your nose on me. Additional services will be charged." Gengping said in a delicate female voice with a look of disgust.

Yusuke wanted to throw this guy out the window right now, but there was one more thing he wanted to confirm.

"Did you lick her feet when you knelt down?" he asked seriously.

Yamamoto once again showed a sad expression.

"I wanted to lick it but I couldn't..."

Yusuke sighed softly.

There is no need to cut out his tongue.

"Wait a minute, is it because I didn't lick that I was rejected by her?" Yamamoto asked in surprise.

"No, I don't think that's the case." Kohei said in a falsetto while suppressing a laugh, "No woman would like a stranger to kneel down and propose to her, especially a man who looks worse than a shit."

Yamamoto cried loudly again, even scaring the guests next to him.

"I asked for a different waiter..."

"Don't be discouraged, Yamamoto. There is no grass anywhere in the world. Look, aren't there many beautiful ladies here?" Nojima Moto comforted.

"There will always be women who like ugly men."

"Yeah, the tall black-haired beauty wearing a white headband just now is pretty good. She looks very similar to the girl you were chatting with."