The Mastermind is a Middle School Student (KHR FF)

Pink Blossoms

(20.2: and an unknown new character)

[-1-]

"Be honest, which one looks better, this.... Or this?"

"Mhm."

"..."

"No? How about these?"

"Mhm."

"..."

"Should I just wear mini? I have a few that I rarely wear at the back of my closet."

"Let's see..." As Eitou rummages through his closet, his two silent audience glances at each other. In camaraderie and emptiness. The two big and small figure seems to cross all age boundaries and sees the emptiness behind each other's eyes.

The Ranking Prince's odd omniscience looked into he eyes of Namimori's Uncrowned King.

When these two forces collide, they fall short of dealing with an incredibly picky Yukimura.

Fuuta's smile falters and looks towards the Eitou's busy back, "Eitou-nii, it's a bit cold outside. Why don't you just wear jackets and jeans and call it a day?"

"Nonsense." Eitou's muffled voice reverberates from inside the closet. "What's the point of going out during this climate if not to show my greatness?"

Fuuta closed his mouth and can already feel fatigue seeping into his bones.

Unexpectedly, a sharp voice cuts in.

"Choose the pink one earlier."

Fuuta blinked, looking at the source of the voice.

"Really?" Eitou extracts himself from the closet with a sparkle in his eyes.

Hibari nods.

With this simple sentence, the three hour dressing sessions turns into a 30 minute changing process.

Fuuta, who had experienced the woes of Eitou when he's crossdressing felt a sense of awe at the expressionless man besides him. His innocent eyes were filled with the respect of a senior.

Soon, Eitou came out from the bathroom, sporting an ankle length soft pink skirt with an off-white knitted sweater. When he twirls around to show off the capabilities of a full circle skirt, two dissonant and unenergetic claps are resounded.

The happy man paused, and frowned.

In response, the two sets of claps instantly became invigorated.

The happy man smiled and energetically pulled his two audience up to start moving.

"All right! Let's go sakura viewing (Hanami)!"

[-2-]

How to say this...

To be rich is to be happy, all right.

Eitou stares complicatedly at the expanse of empty land around the Sakura tree, despite the rest of the field being packed with people. He looked at the two black haired figures, one big and one small, happily laying back against the tree and eating snacks without any concerns.

"..." Who raised you to be this shameless?

Oh wait, I did. Not only did I indulge, I was also the one who provided the snacks.

The indulgent father silently retracted his eyes and focused on setting up their picnic.

From his small wooden picnic basket, a set of magical items appear. From a low rise foldable table, five different side dishes, an entire big container of rice, a cooler filled with cold drinks and ice cream, to a professional camera set-up.