My deskmate is actually my yandere reader.

Kurose Izumi, taking advantage of the dim light, examined her profile and exclaimed inwardly.

She's usually quite cute, but she's even cuter when she's shy!

He recalled something he had said at Fuji-Q Highland: "Chiren, you're already cute enough. If you get any cuter, the world will be in danger!"

As Izumi Kurose said, who can resist a beautiful but unattainable woman showing her shy side in front of you?

"Let's go, let's go. Suddenly I don't want to watch anymore."

So, Izumi Kurose decided to find a secluded spot and give her a good kiss!

"Well, let's go."

Shiraishi Chiren nodded obediently, stood up, took his hand, and walked out with him.

Unfortunately, on this bustling school anniversary day, there wasn't a single place that wasn't deserted.

Wherever you go, students or tourists will appear unexpectedly.

In the end, Kurose Izumi sullenly suppressed her urge to kiss Shiraishi Chire and instead strolled around the campus with her.

Our first stop is a haunted house!

Unfortunately, compared to the haunted house at Fuji-Q Highland, this is like children playing house.

"Would anyone really be scared by this? That would be incredibly cowardly..."

Kurose Izumi muttered to herself, feeling a little sorry for the 150 yuan entrance fee per person.

Just as he finished speaking, a person ran out from inside, shouting.

"Mio! Sigh, she's as timid as ever."

The girl sitting at the entrance collecting fees shouted, then sighed and a happy smile appeared on her face.

'Oh, there really is!'

Kurose Izumi stared in astonishment at the figure rushing away in a panic.

Next stop, a fried noodle shop.

This is made using an induction cooker; simply take a packet of coarse noodles and sauce and stir-fry for a few minutes.

Kurose Izumi ate the slightly undercooked fried noodles, lamenting that he was having a bad day.

His order was unfortunately affected by a power outage, which caused things to get a bit messy.

"Qianlian, aren't you going to help?"

"I helped develop the plan, and my part is already complete."

"Oh, that's good."

After that, they went to the clothing department, the tea ceremony department, the flower arrangement department, and so on.

Yes, naturally, I contributed several hundred yen each time.

Kurose Izumi held an envelope in her hand, a happy smile on her face.

'The 400 yen from the clothing department was worth it!'

He exclaimed inwardly, deciding to frame the contents of the envelope properly when he got back.

This contains photos of Shiraishi Chire wearing various outfits.

There are kimonos, mascot costumes, maid costumes, sports cheering outfits, and many other kinds of costumes, a dazzling array.

This thick envelope contained no fewer than twenty photos!

However, the rest made Kurose Izumi feel somewhat unworthy.

For example, when it comes to tea tasting, he has no concept of good tea versus bad tea; he only knows that he spent two hundred yen on a small cup.

After that, I went to the flower arranging department.

Unfortunately, Izumi Kurose seems to lack artistic talent; her insertion was quite ugly.

On the contrary, Shiraishi Chiren was like a hundred birds paying homage to a phoenix, drawing everyone's praise.

At noon, the two returned to the Animal Research Department and invited Inari Yuki, a foodie, to have lunch off-campus.

They went to a self-service barbecue restaurant, and Inari Yuki enjoyed her meal very much.

After all, her biggest hobby is eating and drinking.

Incidentally, since the last training camp and fireworks festival, Inari Yuki and Komi Megumi's relationship has become increasingly closer.

She said she often went to Komi's house for meals.

'lily?!'

At that moment, this thought suddenly came to Kurose Izumi's mind.

This is really exciting!

Not only is the relationship between lesbians forbidden, but it is also a teacher-student relationship.

……

After lunch, the three returned to the Animal Research Department and whiled away the hours until 1 p.m.

At this point, it's time for Kurose Izumi to open for business.

"I'll be going now, goodbye."

He stood up and said goodbye to the two of them.

Because Izumi Kurose needed to change clothes, she couldn't go with Chire Shiraishi.

He carried the butler's uniform he had brought and laid out that morning into the bathroom to change.

Then, he put the clothes he had taken off back into the bag, went back to the Animal Research Department, put them away properly, and then went to the classroom.

Upon arriving at Class 2-B, they were greeted by Hayami Megumi soliciting customers at the entrance.

Kurose Izumi nodded slightly and said, "I'm here to relieve you."

"Oh, with you here, I'm not worried about the turnover."

Hayami Megumi looked at him, nodded in satisfaction, and then shouted to the surroundings, "Our shop's signature butler has arrived! Everyone is welcome to come and experience it!"

"Hey! What are you yelling about all of a sudden?! And what's with this 'tasting' thing? It's like a brothel!"

Kurose Izumi panicked and scanned the corridor with his eyes, only to find that everyone was looking at him.

"I'll leave the rest to you."

Hayami Megumi said with a smile, and after forcefully pushing him into the classroom, she pulled out a loudspeaker from somewhere and played the advertisement for "Signature Butler" on a loop.

Hearing the deafening noise outside, Kurose Izumi's face turned pale and then red.

But he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it!

"Welcome! Are there two of you?"

"Please have a seat here. Would you like a latte or an iced coffee?"

"What kind of dessert do you need? We have pancakes, Uji cake..."

Thus, Izumi Kurose switched to business mode and considerately received each guest.

If you're going to do it, do it the best you can.

This is his rule; he will not make excuses for promises he has made to others simply because he does not want to.

"Can we add each other on Line?"

"So handsome! Can you be my personal butler? One hundred thousand yen a month, no, two hundred thousand yen!"

"Butler! Please give me a good scolding!"

As a result, the female customers were very satisfied with Izumi Kurose's service, and some even wanted to keep him as a mistress.

"I'm sorry, sir, but I must decline."

Naturally, Izumi Kurose rejected all of these requests.

Are you kidding me? Is he a gigolo?

With his good looks and talent, Kurose Izumi could make a living anywhere.

If you just go to any brothel in Ginza, aren't they all top-tier girls, charging hundreds of thousands of yen a day?

At that moment, Shiraishi Chiren walked in from the classroom door, looked at Kurose Izumi who was constantly running around, and said, "Oh, Izumi, you seem very busy. Do you not have time to receive me?"

"Qianlian? Wait for me!"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Kurose Izumi glanced over briefly before turning back to focus on attending to the guest before her.

"Excuse me, sir, what did you order? I was distracted for a moment."

He placed one hand on his chest, leaned slightly forward to look at the two girls in front of him, and gave them a smile.

"One, a cup of milk coffee and a pancake," a girl said blankly, her eyes filled with a daze and disorientation.

She was captivated by the elegant butler.

"Okay, may I ask about you?"

Kurose Izumi nodded slightly, then turned her head to look at the other person.

But this one didn't look like a kind person; she crossed her arms over her chest and looked somewhat dissatisfied.

"I don't like to say it a second time!"

"I apologize, it was my oversight, but please say it again."

"I told you, I don't like to say it a second time!"

"This... guest, please don't make things difficult for me."

Kurose Izumi gave a troubled smile, trying her best to keep her tone gentle.

"Xiaoqian, what are you doing? Don't make things difficult for him!" another person in the group advised, also unable to bear watching any longer.

She was also puzzled by what was wrong with her friend, who was suddenly making things difficult for others.

Although they greeted someone else, which caused them to not listen carefully to their orders, it didn't warrant such an overreaction.