I am only one world away from Yukinoshita.

Ayuzawa shook his head. "I've been working here for almost a year, and I've never met a girl named 'Kawasaki Saki'."

"Is that so..."

Yukinoshita, deep in thought, pressed her index finger to her lips. "It seems this isn't the place. Tachibana-san, could you please inform the three outside that we—"

“I’m afraid we’ll need to be delayed for a while.” Kiyoyori pointed to Yuihama, Eriri, and the others who had already followed Ayuzawa inside to try on maid outfits.

“Alright…” Yukinoshita took a sip of the sweet and refreshing lemonade. “Please tell Hachiman that we’ll meet there a little later. Before that, everyone should go home and get ready.”

P.S.: The "Hideyoshi" reference comes from the anime Baka and Test, where a boy named Hideyoshi is so handsome that he has his own dressing room and bathhouse. He's a third gender, independent of men and women. It's a very interesting anime and considered a classic back then. Misaki, who appears in this chapter, is the female lead of the first romance anime I watched as a child, "Kaichou wa Maid-sama!" The male and female leads are so sweet! Takumi is so handsome, I hope they're happy together!

I finally managed to find my mom's old-fashioned laptop. Since I couldn't find the mouse, it was really difficult to use. My own computer has a touchscreen, but this old-fashioned laptop doesn't. I had been poking the screen for ages and there was no response. I thought the computer was broken, but it turns out I'm the one who's broken.

Chapter 31, Section 89: Perhaps Totsuka and Kiyori both have the potential to become Hideyoshi.

After leaving the maid café, the group went home to change out of their school uniforms, as the last place that met the criteria was the "Angel's Ladder" bar on the top floor of the Royal Okura Hotel.

Kiyoshi took out the dress he had ordered earlier and was about to change when he inadvertently glanced at the women's suit hanging next to him. It wasn't a formal style, but rather a more casual one. The jacket was decorated with a sunset, while the trousers were decorated with a starry sky. The whole outfit was like a gradient palette, depicting everything from day to night. The shirt underneath was white with some embroidered patterns.

Because it was so eye-catching, this outfit became a "buy-on-the-spot item that I don't know why I bought it on a whim but have never worn."

Kiyoshi hesitated for a moment while holding the dress in his hand, but finally chose to take out this suit.

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Kiyoshi left the platform, raised his wrist to check the time: 8:20.

She touched her empty stomach. The piece of bread she had casually stuffed in before leaving the house was completely useless. The girls were so captivated by Saki at the maid cafe—or rather, they were too engrossed in the fun of dressing up—that Kiyotori didn't have enough time to go home to cook, put on makeup, and change. She had to quickly get ready and rush out the door.

Thanks to her outfit, Kiyoyori was under the scrutiny of others from the moment she entered the station, but she calmly walked through the crowd toward the meeting point. Looking into the distance, she could see that some people were already standing there waiting.

Good evening, Hachiman-senpai.

Hikigaya turned his head toward the source of the sound and saw Kiyoyori standing not far away, looking dashing, with many passersby behind her casting their gazes toward her.

Her slightly long black hair was tied up and neatly pinned up at the back of her head, revealing her slender and fair neck. The sky-colored suit paired with her blue eyes, which were already like the starry sky, and the corners of her mouth that were slightly upturned, made Qinglai look like a walking hormone generator. The collarless gradient suit added a touch of playfulness to the seriousness, and the gold-rimmed glasses added a touch of elegance.

Hachiman couldn't help but take a step back.

Why are you wearing a suit?

Although Yukino said she wanted to dress more maturely, don't girls usually wear dresses or something? How are we guys supposed to live if you dress like this?

"Because I considered that the only person who might think of wearing formal attire at home is Hikigaya-senpai."

“If I were to wear an evening gown again,” Kiyotaka stepped forward and scrutinized Hachiman’s attire, “it’s obvious that Hachiman-senpai doesn’t have three arms for us to hold, unless one of us hangs around Hachiman-senpai’s neck? In that case, Hachiman-senpai would probably have to go to the hospital next door before even reaching the Stairway to Angels.”

"Spare me..."

I don't want to be strangled.

"Are these your father's clothes?"

"Yes."

"It really feels like something a working-class person would say."

"If you're talking about corporate slaves, just say so."

Hikigaya didn't quite like interacting with this junior. She wasn't as cheerful and outgoing as Yuihama, nor was she as cold and unapproachable as Yukinoshita. Her smile was so genuine it was almost unreal. Despite being someone who kept her distance from everyone, she could easily gain the trust of others.

Let's see how popular people in real life explode!

"Hachiman! Have you been waiting long?"

The sporty outfit that came running towards them from a distance, waving as they went, belonged to Totsuka. As expected, it did not "disappoint" Kiyori and Hikigaya; this youthful, energetic attire was unacceptable.

But at least it was pleasing to the eye.

"Ah, I just arrived too."

He usually sees school uniforms and sportswear the most, so when he suddenly saw Totsuka's casual clothes, Hikigaya was stunned and stood there dumbfounded.

“Sigh,” Kiyoyori said, shrugging with feigned disappointment. “Hachigaya-senpai’s reaction is really disappointing. Totsuka-senpai, the clothes suit you very well.”

Totsuka acted like a shy little girl being praised by her boyfriend, pulling down the brim of his hat. "Hachiman and Tachibana's clothes also suit very well."

Next up was Zai Muza, dressed like a high school student who had just sneaked out of his family's ramen shop to help out, except for some reason he had to wear a white headscarf.

"Tachibana, I think you've made a really good choice of clothes."

"If only Hikigaya-senpai had said that sooner," Kiyoyori frowned, looking at Zaimokuza's "mature appearance" with a similarly complicated expression. "Instead of praising me after seeing this disappointing outfit, it gives me the illusion that you're comparing me to him."

"Sorry, I meant it was a very wise decision for you to choose to wear men's clothing."

Hikigaya glanced at the woodwork base, and he didn't know where to begin complaining.

"Totsuka-senpai can be forgiven, but isn't Zaimokuza-senpai's impression of 'adult' a bit strange...?"

"After all, he's a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur)..."

Just as the two were in perfect agreement, Yui Hama walked towards them from the other side of the road in high-heeled sandals. She glanced at them but seemed to ignore them as if she had automatically bypassed something.

"Yuigahama!"

Hikigaya waved to the other person, and unsurprisingly saw the other person's expression as if they had swallowed the cookie he made.

"Eh, eh?! Hachiman?!" Yuihama's eyes scanned Hachiman from head to toe like X-rays. "You really are Hachiman?! I was really startled by what you're wearing."

"Was it Komachi who put together this?"

"Yes, you know so much."

"really……"

Yuihama looked quite understanding, then turned her gaze to Kiyori, "Wow... Kiyori, you actually have women's suits at home? So cool! Just like Saki-kun! They suit you perfectly!"

In contrast to the somewhat stiff dialogue between Yuihama and Hikigaya, Yuihama naturally moved closer to Kiyori to admire him up close, while Kiyori took a step back, looking a little uncomfortable.

“It’s too close, Yuihama-senpai,” Kiyoyori now understood Yukinoshita-senpai’s feelings a little better. “Yuihama-senpai looks beautiful today too. Your clothes suit you perfectly, and you look so energetic.”

Yuihama wore a strapless, off-the-shoulder top with the straps hanging on her rounded shoulders, which was quite eye-catching. At first glance, it seemed a bit revealing, but in fact, there was no exposed area. The black hot pants contrasted sharply with her fair thighs.

"Although I don't look like an adult, I at least feel like a college student."

Hikigaya's assessment is fair.

"Huh?! Doesn't this look like an adult?" Yuihama nervously turned around, checking her clothes. The decorations on the hem of her hot pants swayed with her movements. "Hey, Kiyora, isn't this outfit inappropriate?"

Yuihama looked at Kiyoshi with a pleading expression, but saw a somewhat dazed look in his eyes as he gazed into the distance, like a crew member bewitched by a Siren, except this time the Siren relied not on her song, but on her beauty.

"Ding, ding, ding."

The sound of high heels hitting the ground was like a crisp note striking Qinglai's heart.

P.S.: Everyone's been so quiet lately, no subscriptions, no comments, and no votes.

Chapter 32, Section 90: Qinglai, a cook.

In the darkness of the night, the white dress fluttering in the wind was dazzling. The dress, without much decoration, shimmered with a bluish light in the blue air. A section of her calf was exposed to the air, smooth and slender. Sandals that wrapped around her ankles like vines outlined her delicate feet. Her long, black hair cascaded down her fair shoulders and onto the pure white dress, as if ink had been splashed freely on rice paper.

The swaying hem of her skirt, the flowing black hair, and the cool gaze made Qinglai gasp for breath, and he couldn't help but want to kneel down at her feet and devoutly kiss her smooth insteps.

"Sorry I'm late?"

Yukinoshita raised her wrist, the watch on the inside gleaming with a metallic sheen. Between her fair, almost translucent arm and the shimmering silver watch, Kiyotaka couldn't immediately tell which side was more eye-catching.

"The timing is perfect."

She is like a water lily blooming in the night, exuding a cool charm that cannot be seen during the day.

"Yukinoshita-senpai, you are so beautiful that I am speechless for a moment."

Perhaps it was because she chose to wear this outfit today that Kiyoyori's usual manners became more gentlemanly, and her words, which originally sounded like a junior admiring her senior, became ambiguous at this moment.

But is Yukinoshita such a simple mortal who can be easily swayed?

"Thank you for your honest compliment. Tachibana-san, you also made a very good choice of clothes today."

Especially when Yukina glances at the others.

"If my seniors could honestly compliment my outfit today, then this trip would not have been in vain."

"Because of my honesty, I cannot give it a higher rating."

Kiyoshi looked regretful. "Then it seems I'll have to try harder next time."

"Hey, hey, hey, you two, stop standing there ignoring us and flirting like nobody's around!" Hachiman interrupted, unable to contain himself any longer. "Now that we're all here, what's next?"

Clearly, only Kiyoyori, Yukinoshita, and Hikigaya had acceptable attire among those present.

It seems like Kiyori and Hikigaya are going to walk in hand in hand with Yukinoshita? It's a little different from what I imagined.

Yukinoshita started her critique from the base of the woodwork, and apart from Kiyori and Hikigaya, everyone else received a merciless failing grade.

“Didn’t I tell you before to dress more maturely? If your clothes aren’t formal enough, you’ll be turned away at the door. Take Tachibana-san as an example,” Yukinoshita pointed to the stand-up collar of her shirt. “Boys’ shirts should have collars and they should wear jackets. If you want to be a little more individualistic, you can wear a style like Tachibana-san’s, but at the very least, you should wear a style like Hikigaya-san’s. That’s the bare minimum.”

"There's such a rule...?"

Totsuka glanced at his obviously inappropriate attire.

"But can Kiyora, a girl, wear clothes like this?" Yuihama asked disappointedly, tugging at her own clothes. "Can't I wear mine either?"

“The dress code for women is not as strict as it is for men in this kind of occasion. It is common to see women dressed as men. Besides, what Tachibana is wearing is a women’s style,” Yukinoshita pointed to Kiyori’s waist and hips. “Yuigahama’s dress is acceptable, but if the protector is Hikigaya, it might be difficult.”

Feeling offended, Hachiman immediately retorted, "That's a jacket, you know!"

"Even if your clothes pass the test, those dead fish eyes probably won't do."

Yukino watched as Hikigaya made a comical gesture by lifting his jacket.

"Hachiman-senpai, that kind of move is already outdated."

Kiyoshi couldn't help but chuckle; it's normal for someone who's not used to wearing a suit to feel constrained.

"Senpai, you should still have some formal wear that Yuihama-senpai can wear at home, right?"