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At this moment, class 2-A was bustling with excitement.

"One Blue Mountain Coffee, one egg fried rice!"

"Got it!"

"Eh, is there cappuccino on the menu? Can I order that?"

"Of course, you can, guaranteed delicious~"

The seats in the classroom were all filled, mostly with students in Uka school uniforms, and a long queue formed outside the room. Had they not turned away most of them to prevent disruption to other classes and hallway traffic congestion, it would have been even more crowded.

The reason for this was probably because of Kiryu Hina, standing at the door to welcome guests with rabbit ears on her maid outfit and a cool expression.

She was too beautiful, like an idol with makeup on TV, yet she was standing there so real that anyone who walked up to this level of classroom corridors couldn't ignore her and would unconsciously want to line up.

Although Kiryu Hina herself did not want to stand there being watched.

It wasn't personal; the position of greeting guests at the door was on a lottery system, and she just had the misfortune of drawing the short straw.

And even if she didn't man the door, she would have to serve in the classroom. Perhaps this job was better in comparison? After all, she only needed to stand.

...But who could tell her what was up with these rabbit ears?!

Remembering when Kohinata Motoyo cheerfully put the rabbit ear headband on her, saying, Kiryu Hina felt veins popping on her forehead.

"Every maid greeting guests at the door must wear these. We have cat ears, rabbit ears, dog ears, bear ears, which one do you want?"

"I don't need any of them!"

"No can do, Hina. This is for the class's revenue. You can't say such capricious things."

"You..."

"Come on, put it on. How about these rabbit ears?"

"..."

"Ah, so pretty! As expected of Hina, everything looks good on you."

And so, coaxed and praised, Kiryu Hina found herself standing here.

How could she make Kohinata Motoyo feel the same shame she did?

Because it was boring just standing there, she began pondering such a question.

She hadn't reached a conclusion when an astonished voice suddenly came from beside her.

"Eh, aren't you... Classmate Kiriyu?"

She turned her head and saw that it was Kagura Hikaru's father and stepmother.

Kiryu Hina had taken shelter at the Kagura family home due to a fever from being caught in the rain, so she had met Kagura's father and his wife before.

That's right, today was the school culture festival. It made sense for them to be here to see Kagura Hikaru.

She just hadn't expected their second meeting to be under these circumstances.

Kiryu Hina awkwardly grasped her skirt with one hand, her cool demeanor completely gone, and like a well-behaved child, she humbly bowed her head and said, "Hello, aunt and uncle, I really troubled you last time."

"Not at all, not at all," the stepmother said with a smile, waving her hand, "When will you come over to visit again, Hina-chan? We're always happy to have you."

"Yes... if I have the chance."

"That would be great. How have you been getting along with Mister Hikaru lately?"

"It's the same as before..."

"Is that so? It would be nice if you two could get a little closer. Good luck!"

"Yes..."

Kagura's father, seeing his wife's eyes twinkling as if she was picking out a daughter-in-law, shook his head and asked, "Is it full inside? When can we get a seat?"

Kiryu Hina turned her head to glance at the situation inside the classroom.

Just then, a couple got up from their seats, freeing up a table. She turned back and said, "There's a seat available, you can go in now."

"Really?" the stepmother asked in surprise, looking somewhat skeptically at the queue outside the door, "But there's such a long line outside..."

"Ah, it's alright, family members of students can be prioritized for entry, auntie, look, it's posted right here."

Kiryu Hina pointed towards the classroom door.

Indeed, a notice was posted there, with the slogans "No smoking indoors," "No loud noises," and "Family members of students have priority in the queue."

With that being the case, Kagura Hikaru's father and stepmother felt completely at ease.

After thanking Kiryu Hina, they entered the classroom.

Class 2-A's classroom had by this point been transformed beyond recognition.

The lectern had been removed, and the desks and chairs had been remodeled to mimic the style of a restaurant, complete with a large menu on the blackboard and a cute chibi maid illustration. Lace trimmings floated everywhere, and even the tablecloths were composed of white, double-layered lace with cutouts.

It felt like a princess's room, with a sense of dreamy luxury.

"Welcome to the maid café, please have a seat over here."

Kohinata Motoyo came forward, her hands at her waist, and performed the perfect maid's curtsy, with the poise of a genuine English maid but with the touch of high school sweetness, so adorable it was astonishing.

"Miss Kohinata?!" Kagura's father's eyes widened.

Who would have thought they would encounter their neighbor here?

But then he remembered that during her last visit, Kohinata Motoyo mentioned she was classmates with Kagura Hikaru.

No wonder.

"Auntie, uncle, please have a seat," said Kohinata Motoyo with a smile, guiding them to an open table, "May I take your order? All the coffees on the menu are handcrafted on the spot and come highly recommended."

"Rather than that," Kagura's father looked around, "where's that kid Hikaru? We came to see him."

"If you're looking for Classmate Kagura, he's currently in the kitchen. He's the main chef."

Kohinata Motoyo gestured toward the back of the classroom.
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There was a section covered with curtains, from behind which could be faintly heard the sounds of cooking and some kind of machinery.

That must be the kitchen she was referring to.

"Hikaru's the chef? Can that boy handle it?" Kagura's father expressed his skepticism.

"Yes, of course," Kohinata Motoyo's smile brightened a bit, "He's the best cook in our class, and also the best at making coffee, so he became the main chef. The feedback from the customers has been really great too."

"Is that so?"

Kagura's father looked around with a hint of disbelief.

The other customers who were eating seemed genuinely happy, a kind of satisfaction that couldn't be faked.

"Hmph... then bring me a cup of Blue Mountain Coffee, nothing else."

"I'll have a coffee as well, any kind is fine, and add a small cake to that," said the stepmother with a smile.

"Of course, please wait a moment, I'll bring it right over."

Kohinata Motoyo bowed with a smile and then walked with proper decorum towards the kitchen area to relay the new orders, lifting the curtain to speak to the kitchen staff.

"Hikaru's coffee, huh." Kagura's father crossed his arms, wearing a serious expression, still somewhat apprehensive, "He never even enters the kitchen at home, not a finger dipped in 'spring water,' can he really make coffee?"

"Well, don't be so impatient. The answer will be out soon enough, won't it?" the stepmother said, patting his hand with a laugh.

"That's easy for you to say..."

"Right, by the way, which do you prefer?"

"What?"

"Classmate Kiriyu and Miss Kohinata!" the stepmother cupped her face with her hands, her thoughts drifting, "Both of them are such good children, I wonder who will join our family. Or maybe it's that Miss Ayakoji from last time... oh dear, it's such a hard choice!"

"..."

In the end, maybe neither will be the one.

Kagura's father muttered to himself in his heart, and he did not dare to voice it out loud until the coffee arrived.