𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐁; 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐤

07. OURAN

Finally, the cherry blossom ball was here. You had arrived at the time Chigiri directed you to: at 2:00 PM on the dot. Unsurprisingly, the other hosts were already there setting up. You had to hand it to them, they were committed to their club.

Over these past few days, you couldn't help but wonder what pushed them to make such a silly group. Typically a  "host club" wouldn't be something you'd usually see at a school. Someone had to have started it, and the rest must have been so moved they joined.

You glanced over to Shidou, who was directing a few of Rin's servants around when it came to decorations. He was thorough, ensuring that every detail was on point for the upcoming night. He was the president of the club, and that made you wonder: did he start the club, did he randomly join, or was he elected into it?

And if he did start it, why?

Chigiri caught your attention. He was busy talking to a few fashion students, the ones who were responsible for your uniforms that night. Chigiri was vice president... and he seemed to do a very good job at running the club, as if it were his baby. Maybe they really did start it.

You heard footsteps to your right.

Curious, you glanced around, only to see a girl. She wasn't wearing the Blue Lock uniform. Instead, she wore a yellow schooldress with white stockings and black shoes. She looked nearly like an actual princess, wearing delicate makeup and beautiful earrings.

She was hiding behind the entrance to the venue, peering in as if to sus out the area.

'Who is that—'

Chigiri noticed your presence, after a few moments, turning to call over to you. "Y/n! Come over here and get dressed!"

"Ah, right!"

After a long few hours of setting up the venue, girls began to pour into the ballroom at around six o'clock. They all wore the most fabulous dresses you've ever seen, decorated with gold trimmings and jewelry and gems. You longed for that feeling of wearing an airy dress.

However, you were stuck in a suit. Albeit a very dapper suit, you were still stuck in a suit. You stood with the other hosts on the upper ledge, watching as the girls below mingled among each other while finding their seating arrangements.

"You look so cute, Y/n!" Bachira squealed, holding your face in his hands like you were porcelain. You blushed as he got closer. "If I were off-duty, we'd dance the night away."

You smiled. "I wouldn't mind that at all, Bachira."

Now it was his turn to turn pink. "Living up to the 'smooth type' title, I see."

"Eh?"

"Come on, you two, quit it." Isagi chuckled. "You know how Shidou is with his speeches."

As if right on cue, the president of the Blue Lock host club approached the microphone and adjusted his tie. He glanced over at you with a childish grin. "Get ready to watch magic happen, rookie."

Magic?

"Hello all you lovely ladies. The Blue Lock Host Club wishes you our deepest welcome to our annual cherry blossom ball." He spoke. "I'm sure you all know the rules, but I'll repeat them for old times sake. Please use this event to enjoy yourselves to your greatest extent: Us hosts are free at your disposal. When the clock strikes midnight, we will announce the belle of the ball, and she will receive a kiss... from the host of her choosing."

"Huh?" You jumped. You glanced over to Chigiri, who wore an amused smile, and leaned to whisper in his ear. "Uh, Chigiri, I thought you said Shidou would give the kiss."