Monochromatic: Haikyuu Fanfic

Chapter 50: Stockings and Cafe

She receives two harsh scoldings that week. One was from none other than Takumi, who was disappointed at Fukui's failed attempt of confessing, and the other from Shizuka - but it was for her low markings in Physics.

Hell on paper. That's what Fukui considers Physics to be.

First of all, she's poor at math. Second, she's poor at science. Combining the two together in one hellish form called Physics is enough to make puke in disgust. After consulting Shizuka for advice, she was left with two choices of tutors:

A. Class president. He's ranked first ever since the first year of high school among his peers. Also their class rep. A very stern teacher and feared by most of his classmates.
B. School's sweetheart, Hika-chan. She's ranked second for two years straight now. Very well liked and respected for her good-hearted nature. The school's 'flower girl' and very kind to everyone.

Of course, Fukui would much prefer Case B. Hika-chan sounds like a very patient teacher, and Fukui isn't a good grasper of concepts so easily.

But that's not one of her biggest worries at the moment - the entrance exams for the university of her choice isn't until a month from now. There's still time, and her biggest concern at the moment is the upcoming sports festival.

It was devastating for the third years when they found out that the school's low budgets caused the sports festival to be cancelled that school year. However, now that it's summer, there's not much spending required.

The school remained occupied by at least 60% of the school population due to cram school and summer remedial classes. They just have enough people to make it work - and with enough money and support, the third years can have their sports festival on their last year of highschool.

Oikawa and Iwaizumi were ecstatic at the idea, and Fukui is pretty indifferent of it. Their class unanimously decided to do a maid cafe.

But there's a twist.

It's a Reverse Maid cafe.

"Fukui-san! We need to measure your waistline!" One girl calls her over. She does what she's told and holds up her arms to accommodate the measuring tape wrap around her. She has never been in a butler suit before - and she herself is quite curious on that matter too. She's more certain that she'd make a more dashing man rather than a cutesy maid.

"Wha~ You're so slim, I'm jealous!" She gushes, and she's right. Fukui is fairly lean in body shape, and it also adds that she's also tall. Steamed vegetables as your main diet can get you very far in life.

"Now all we need Oikawa-kun's sizing..." She taps a finger on her chin and frowns.

"Is there something wrong?" Fukui asks.

The girl sighs. "...Kilari-chan wanted to do the measuring for him, but so did Emi-chan and Akira-chan... It would turn into a fight if we pick one of the three."

Fukui makes a grimace. Yes, that sounds just about right. Oikawa's fangirls will take any chance to get this close to him. Just before Fukui proposes that a guy could just do his measuring, the girl's light bulb flickers bright.

"Oh! I got an idea!"

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The volleyball clubroom (aka, the changing room), is as rowdy as always - Oikawa has gone back to his past cheery self with Iwaizumi's usual throws of insults. A reminder that these kids are dorks - losers and boys being boys. The usual topic ranged from wild subjects every time they chat, and this time it's another uncharted territory for them all.