chivalry is dead | s.h.

[17]

"Sassan,"

Haise grunted in response, "I told you so many times, I'm not Sasaki! I'm Sasako!"

"Fine, fine! Sasako-san, what on earth are we doing here?!"

"We're waiting for [Name]-chan, of course." He smiled, sitting comfortably in a stool in front of the counter.

"In a dress? And a wig? I mean, I'm really alright with that. But seriously?! Look at me! I look terrible! I don't even look close to a hot chic." Shirazu blabbered, crossing his arms around his chest.

"This isn't even fair. Sassan, you look extremely good. Are you really a guy?! Look at me! Saiko, what is the meaning of this!"

Haise sighed tiredly and ignored his student's complains. Instead, he fixed his gaze on the entrance of the bar.

Then as if on cue, a familiar [h/c] entered the place. His eyes grew wide and he looked at her from head to toe. Saying he was mesmerized was an understatement.

Even when she's wearing her casual clothes, she looked more than like a goddess. How could someone be this beautiful?

He had never seen her wear something like this, she was always in her uniform.

He never expected her to wear a dress. She looked beautiful in that dress. Or more like, that dress looked beautiful when she wore it.

But she'd look better without it-- ha!

Thats's right.

She smiled when she caught his eyes and that made him freak out even more. Even her smile is mesmerizing. She was definitely the perfect definition of beautiful.

Beautiful, again. Just like the first time he saw her.

"Hey!" [Name] politely greeted the whole squad, and they returned the gesture with a smile.

Except for Sasaki, of course. He was still frozen in his feet.

"Sasaki?" She gasped, "Is that really you?!"

The man smiled nervously, slowly going back to reality. "I-I'm Sasako..."

"M-My name is S-Sasako a-and I l-love you..."

Yes, that's right.