Young people with light music will not encounter lonely rock music

"Ah..." Goto Ichiri woke up as if from a dream. "No...it's okay."

When I was in the haunted house just now, maybe it was because of the narrow space or the strange atmosphere that made me do things that I wouldn't dare to do on ordinary days.

now think of it......

shame on...

However, I didn't feel regretful or anything.

Now, I began to admire myself again for why I had such courage just now.

"Then let's go back. We've been shopping for a long time. Maybe everyone in the class still needs help."

Kotobuki Hikaru took a step forward.

But Ichisato Goto still stood where he was.

The boy turned his head.

"Huh?" he asked.

"Ah...yes, it's time to go back." Goto Ichiri followed suit.

It's time to go back.

But when he thought that Kotobukimitsu had become somewhat popular in his class recently, Goto Kazuri felt a little uncomfortable.

Obviously this should be something that Hikaru should be happy about.

Am I a little narrow-minded in my heart?

It's really...unsatisfactory.

The girl sighed.

......

When they returned to Class [-], where the signboard of the maid cafe was still in front of the door, they found that the customers who had been queuing in front of the door had disappeared.

The class also became empty.

The tables and chairs have been placed back to how they were during normal classes, and all the decorations on the walls have been taken back. Only the drawings on the blackboard have not been erased, retaining the atmosphere of a maid and butler cafe.

The only ones left in the class at Novo University were a few cultural festival leaders who had changed out of their maid outfits and were wearing ordinary student uniforms.

"Kotobuki-san, Gotou-san, our class's shop has closed."

The squad leader and the person in charge have just finished cleaning the class.

"ended?"

"That's right... there were too many guests at the beginning, and all the prepared ingredients and tea drinks were used up, so we had to end it early."

The squad leader said proudly, holding his hands to his waist.

"However, after Kotobuki-san left, the number of guests suddenly decreased... Really, if I had known better, I wouldn't have let you go."

"Sorry." Kotobuki Mitsuru apologized.

"No, I don't mean to blame you. Kotobuki-san was really helpful today. Oh, and Goto-san. Many customers came here just for Kotobuki-san."

Kotobuki Hikaru was a little embarrassed to be spoken to like this.

"You can put the rented clothes into the box after changing them, and then you can go back or go to other places in the cultural festival."

The girl pointed her hand towards the boxes stacked on the podium.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Several people thanked Kotobukimitsu.

"It's nothing."

Kotobuki Hikaru averted his eyes. "I'm quite happy today."

"Because today we all worked together to make us so successful."

JK with twin tails greeted him enthusiastically, and then naturally held his hands with Goto Isato's.

"Eh..." Goto was startled.

"Goto-san also worked very hard today...Originally, we thought that Goto-san was very cold and didn't like to make friends, but Gotou-san was very helpful today. Thank you very much."

"..."

Goto Ichiri's heart felt warm.

"I didn't do anything..."

It was just following the light and doing some trivial things.

"However, Goto-san looks really cute when he puts on a maid outfit. Why do you always wear conservative sportswear? Many boys will like Goto-san in school uniform."

The squad leader, who was talking to himself, turned to look at Kotobuki Hikari. "Right?"

"Um......"

Kotobuki Hikari responded with a blush.

"If you have free time from now on, let's go out and play together. Well...Goto-san is a band girl, so let's go to karaoke!"

The squad leader let go of Goto Isato's hand.

"Eh...Karaoke...I, I don't..."

Goto Kazuri subconsciously wanted to refuse.

In a place where only cheerful people can have fun, I will definitely not be able to adapt.

But...the next moment, she suddenly realized.

Isn't this what I have been looking forward to before...

"Yes Yes!"

Then he agreed in a high-pitched voice.

"Tomorrow you two will perform at the stadium with your band mates, so go to bed early and work hard! We will definitely go there to support you tomorrow!"

After leaving these words, the girls who had finished cleaning up the mess left the classroom with their handbags in hand.

"By the way, we specially saved two portions of the omelette rice for you. After all, you have worked so hard today, so you must eat it. Just send the utensils to the home economics classroom."

Hula...

The classroom door was closed.

Kotobuki Hikari saw that there were indeed two dinner plates covered under metal round covers placed where he and Gotou Ichisato were.

Goto Ichiri's heart was beating continuously.

It's even a bit elated.

The two returned to their seats, opened the lid, and the temperature in the plate slipped out from the gap.

It was still hot and looked like it had just been prepared.

The curtains were blown up by the early autumn wind, and the sunlight filtered in through the gaps.

"Well, I ate some food while walking around with Kita and the others, but after all, this was the result of everyone's hard work."

Kotobuki Hikaru sat down without any pretense.

Goto Kazuri also opened the lid and looked at the omelette rice in front of him.

Today I did too many things that I never dared to do before.

I also gained a lot of things that were very new to me.

"Hmm..." Kotobukiko pierced a corner of the omurice rice with a spoon, put it in his mouth and tasted it carefully.

There was a moment of silence, and then an evaluation was given.

"Well, it's just fast food after all."

It's really a bit average.

But one shouldn’t expect too much from this.

"Want... just want to try that?"

Even though Goto Issato's voice was as thin as a mosquito's, it was still clearly audible in the classroom where only the sound of wind remained.

"What are you trying for?" Qinbukiguang asked.

"Just...just..." mid-sentence.

But Goto Issato's cheeks were stained red by the temperature first.

"That...magic spell that makes omurice delicious."

"..."

A blush suddenly appeared on Qinbukiguang's face.

He has never been interested in things that are just used as gimmicks to attract customers.

At the very least, he felt in his heart that this kind of thing had no effect on improving the food itself, and was just a special additional service.

Moreover, neither the maid nor the housekeeper would do such a thing.

but......

When Ichiri Goto said this, I felt a little more expectation in my heart.

Even if he is deliberately pretending to be mature, in the end he is just a childish high school kid.

It is normal to be unabashed about what you want.

Goto glanced away, too shy to speak.

"I...I just...just want to practice some more!"

The girl looked for an excuse to explain her bold statement. "I did too bad before..."

Well, this reason is very reasonable.

"Then...maid, please..."

Kotobuki Hikari also rarely revealed a subtle voice.

A cute maid stood in front of Kotobuki Hikaru, who was sitting nervously.

Goto Kazuri tried hard to recall Kita's previous demonstration.

If it were here... I should be able to do it.

"Piao...Piao Piao Chun Chun~"

Just like the dance of a magical girl's transformation, the girl made a red heart with her hands and placed it on her heart, and her legs wrapped in white stockings also made corresponding movements.

“Miracle heart omelette rice...”

"Make it delicious."

Mantras are like prayers.

The hands that were showing red hearts also came closer as Goto Issato's breath gradually became clearer. She bent down, approached Kotobuki Hikaru in front of her, and devoted all her so-called heart into the shameful spell.

It was as if a pink light was shining on the omurice in front of me.

"Please...please enjoy, master..."

lord... master? !

Even Kotobuki Hikaru, who has dealt with many maids, has never heard herself being called this.

Although it had the same meaning as Young Master, but being called this by Goto Kazuri, his mind went blank and he even forgot to breathe.

Suddenly I can understand what those people who would rather go to a maid cafe than be cheated of their money are doing...

Goto Ichiri put down his hand nervously and stood there, waiting for Kotobuki Hikaru to taste it.

"Uh-huh."

Kotobuki Mitsuru picked up the spoon again and pierced the fried egg wrapped in rice with ketchup.

The sweet and sour taste goes perfectly with the egg rice.