My deskmate is actually my yandere reader.

"Don't speak up for him!"

The person called Xiaoqian looked angry, and her tone had become annoyed.

Seeing this, Kurose Izumi also stopped smiling, straightened up and said calmly, "Guest, what's wrong? If you have any complaints, just say so."

He had already apologized for his distraction, but the other party was still relentless.

Furthermore, the purpose of a school festival is to have fun, but some people want to cause trouble, which he cannot tolerate.

"I'm dissatisfied? Yes, I'm dissatisfied that you didn't listen to our order properly. Is this the kind of mistake a butler should make?"

"No one is perfect, everyone makes mistakes. I have already reflected on my errors, what more do you want?"

"I……"

Xiaoqian opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, she was interrupted.

"You ordered a latte and a strawberry cake, right?" Shiraishi Chiren walked up to Chi and asked casually with a smile.

Although she was smiling, there was no real smile on her face; instead, her expression was filled with coldness.

"you……!"

Xiaoqian immediately raised her head, looking at Shiraishi Qianlian in disbelief, speechless.

She never expected that the person in front of her could hear her ordering at the classroom door!

"Stop with all that 'you, you, me' stuff, is this how you do it?" Shiraishi Chiren asked coldly, her face showing some impatience.

"Yes, yes." Hearing her cold tone, Xiaoqian lowered her head and stammered, feeling a little scared!

Shiraishi Chiren nodded in satisfaction, then turned her head and smiled, "Izumi, she ordered a latte and a strawberry cake."

"Qianlian... wait for me a little longer."

Looking at her smile, Izumi Kurose couldn't help but smile back, a warm feeling washing over her.

After that, he ordered the dishes for this table and then went to serve the two tables of guests who were ahead of him in line before it was Shiraishi Chiren's turn.

"Qianlian, come this way."

Kurose Izumi grabbed her hand and pulled her to a corner seat by the window in the back row.

As it happens, this was his seat before.

Shiraishi Chiren sat down, her skirt tucked in, and looked up with a mischievous smile, saying, "Butler, a cup of Americano and a slice of Kurose Izumi cake, please."

"Okay, one Americano. But I'm sorry, we don't have Izumi Kurose cake."

"No matter what, you have to find a way."

"This...can you give me a heads-up?"

Kurose Izumi asked tentatively, knowing that she was definitely plotting something strange, and not like the previous person who was deliberately making things difficult.

"A cake made by Kurose Izumi definitely has to have Kurose Izumi in it."

Shiraishi Senren deliberately kept things mysterious, not explaining things clearly, but leaving it for him to guess.

After all, that's what makes it interesting.

"Hmm... okay, I've got it."

Kurose Izumi wrote down her order, turned around and went back to the bar, saying to the classmate who was preparing the food, "An Americano and a slice of strawberry cake."

172. Whispering sweet nothings

After a while, the meal that Shiraishi Chiren ordered was ready.

Kurose Izumi, holding a coffee in one hand and a cake in the other, walked up to Shiraishi Chiren.

"You ordered the Americano and Kurose Izumi cakes."

He first put down the coffee and cake, then picked up a knife and fork, cut a small piece of cake, and brought it to her lips.

"Ah~"

"Awoo~"

Chiren Shiraishi opened her mouth and ate it in one bite, a satisfied look on her face.

"We can't take too long, let me feed you a few more bites," Kurose Izumi explained softly, cutting off another small piece to feed her.

At this moment, the atmosphere around them changed, and everyone else noticed the unusual activity at this table!

"Why don't I have this service?!"

"It's all strawberry cake, why aren't you feeding me!"

The female guests complained and expressed their dissatisfaction, also wanting to be fed by the handsome butler.

Although doing this in public is a bit shameful, it can leave behind a youthful and innocent memory that makes one's heart flutter.

"Eat quickly, look, they're all complaining!" Hearing their words, Kurose Izumi felt a chill run down her spine and hurriedly urged them on.

"Hmph~ Awoo~"

Shiraishi Chiren didn't say anything, but simply rested her chin on her hand, smiled happily, and then ate the cake.

Because Izumi Kurose's technique was somewhat rushed, and with many sharp gazes upon him, his hands were trembling.

This resulted in some cream getting on Shiraishi Chiren's lips during the last bite.

"Help me wipe it."

"Ah, okay."

Kurose Izumi nodded, reached out and pulled out a tissue, intending to wipe it off for her.

Shiraishi Chiren shook her head and stopped her, saying, "That's not how you wipe it."

"Then what should we do?"

"Do you remember how I spread the crepes that time?"

Kurose Izumi felt a headache coming on and hesitated for a moment before saying, "I...I remember, but with so many people here, isn't this inappropriate?"

"There's nothing wrong with that. Izumi should be more frank and bolder."

"I...this, this..."

"Is that not allowed?"

Shiraishi Chiren pouted, looked up at him pitifully, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"……Row."

Seeing this, Kurose Izumi immediately got carried away and nodded in agreement.

Then, he took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and slowly reached out to bring his hand to her lips.

"Yeah~"

"What's going on? Why don't maids offer this kind of service?!"

"That's not fair! That's not fair!"

Amidst a commotion, Kurose Izumi wiped the pure white cream from the corner of her mouth.

He didn't eat it; instead, he wiped it on a tissue.

No matter what, eating someone else's cream in front of so many people is just too much.

"Hmph, well done."

Shiraishi Chiren smiled happily, nodded with satisfaction, and praised his service.

"I'm leaving!"

Finally, Kurose Izumi left in a hurry after saying a few words, and went to greet other guests.

Afterwards, he was asked by other customers to provide the same service as he had provided to Shiraishi Chire, but he refused them all.

Only Shiraishi Senren is special.

And so, at four o'clock, Kurose Izumi's business hours ended.

"call……"

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, feeling waves of fatigue wash over him.

After all, he hadn't rested for three hours straight, constantly receiving guests.

There's no way around it, there are just too many people coming. If we take a break, it might become a hassle for the others.

As for the culprit behind this, it has to be Hayami Megumi.

She was outside the door, constantly broadcasting advertising slogans with phrases like "signature butler," "handsome nobleman," and "meticulous service" through a loudspeaker.

Those who passed by were naturally curious and would peek inside. When they saw Kurose Izumi, they couldn't help but take a step forward.

Well, most of the women come for him, while the men come for the maids!

After all, who wouldn't want to hear a high school girl call them "master"?

Who wouldn't want to drink coffee made by a maid casting a "cute, cute" spell?

"Hayami-kun, my business hours are over." Kurose Izumi wiped the sweat from her forehead with a tissue and walked out of the classroom.

Hayami Megumi, who was sitting at the entrance constantly soliciting customers, nodded and smiled, saying, "Thank you for your hard work! With you as our trump card, our sales have really improved."

"Ace? What kind of strange term is that? When did I become an ace?"

"Haha, don't worry about it, go and get some rest."

"Okay, thank you for your kind offer, bye-bye."

Kurose Izumi waved to her, then strode towards the animation research club.

I was even approached by strangers a few times on the way...

They were a few girls who looked like delinquents, wearing light makeup and earrings.

"Want to add me on LINE? Sorry, I'm not interested in delinquent girls."