After his first year at the Advanced Nurturing High School, Fukazawa Yato is about to start his second year as a student. With a better understanding of the situation and himself, he is ready to face his past that is catching him up...but he couldn'...
This Tuesday morning, I woke up grumpier than usual. I looked at the ceiling of my room, wondering if I should skip school.
The reason?
I ended up sabotaging myself about the festival...
Yato: Arghhhhh...
I finally managed to find some strength to get up from my bed and head in the shower.
Yesterday, they seriously thought I couldn't be a maid or sort of butler...but seriously? As if I couldn't achieve such a thing.
I had nothing left to prove, yet I felt the need to prove that I could be the best maid at this school.
Yato: What am I even saying?!
I was drying my hair, realizing my mistake, until I heard someone knocking at my door.
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Yato: Argh...
Sighing with exasperation, I closed my hair dryer and headed toward my door. I grabbed my shirt, which was on my desk, and quickly put it on before opening the door.
I was not even surprised to find my neighbor standing there when I opened the door.
Kiyo: Sorry, but I could sense your exasperation through the walls...
Yato: Do all whiteroomers have some kind of kinetic abilities?
Kiyo: It's not about super power...but a genuine feeling of not letting myself be abused by you. I just did my job as manager to get a good element for the café.
Yato: I feel like a fucking prostitute...
I just turned around and grabbed my uniform and bag before returning to the entrance and stepping out of my room, ready to leave for school.
I closed the door behind me and left it unlocked again. Kiyo glanced quickly at the door, noticing I didn't lock it, but didn't say a word and just looked at me while I was putting on my uniform jacket.
Kiyo: You know I am pretty satisfied with myself...
Yato: Better be fucker...all my hope for doing a Koenji has been crushed...
When our trio found out about the maid café, I ran away before Suzune could assign me a task. That's how Kiyo ended up with the annoying task of being a sort of manager for the café and recruiting the best girls for the job.
On the side, I managed to find some paperwork that was easy to handle so I could slack off during the festival, but yeah, those dreams of mine are unreachable dreams now.
Kiyo: Yet I didn't have to start the second part of my revenge that you agreed on your own being a butler.
Yato: You seriously thought I would let Kikyo talk like that against me?
