Masho no Otoko wo Mezashimasu - 295 Silver Clay Concerns

Kiyoaki Boys High School is a historic school. As its long history shows, the school building also has a classic impression and is interesting. The same is true, of course, of the student meeting room where the members, who are the center of the students, gather.

In the room, the student chairman, Silver Bo, was reading the documents submitted for the cultural festival.

As she mouthed her own coffee, she proceeded to read the document. And instead of one street, I read it twice or three times, and finally put the document on the desk.

The subject stated in the document is a person who wishes to participate in the butler cafe. To be honest, I tried to suggest butler coffee, but I didn’t think it would be acceptable. Because this Qingming Boys’ High School is famous, and the boys who gather there have enough ability and high pride to match it.

Due to its high pride, the event that is required for women, and also for women of the same age, is avoided from the traditional way of thinking of Kiyoaki Boys High School students. In fact, however, there were almost no opponents…. why not?

With that in mind, Tsukko is worried about running butler cafes.

Otherwise, when it comes to theatre and chorus, I’m not worried about anything else. On the contrary, I am convinced that it will succeed. This is because the students of this school have a deep understanding of art as the overall tide, and they themselves have acquired it.

Even boys can attract attention by singing and acting, so if that’s what the active students at the prestigious Boys’ High School do, it’s as good as winning. In addition, there is no doubt that the customer will not accept it if their strength is certain.

But butler coffee is not. If Fuku was unknown to women, it would be unknown to engage in a profession called customer service.

“… and yet…”

He drops his gaze on the documents on his desk. It lists the names of the students who will attend the butler cafe. It also contained the names of all the members of the Kiyoaki Boys’ High School student council.

Among them was the name of a man who, for some reason, did not remember running…. why not?

He gently rubs his eyes to relieve the tiredness.

Well, I don’t know if the butler’s cafe has his own name. Because this butler’s cafe is the event that I proposed. So of course, even if you think you’re going to participate, there’s nothing you can do about it. But isn’t that why all the members of the student council don’t have to participate? Tamachi was scared of women, wasn’t it? Are you okay with that? Are you sure about that?

Nevertheless, it was better decided smoothly than I had expected. From what I’ve heard, it seems that the bright ones also serve butler coffee. It seems to be in your class, but now it’s time to use the visibility of the seasonal Boy King to attract guests.

There seems to be a lot of media coming, so I think they will take me to a confrontation of bright and bright, but honestly, given the rarity, I think it would be more advantageous to have a butler cafe of bright and clear.

But honestly, I’m more worried about who wins.

“Silver, you look tired.”

“… Hibiya”

“No, you don’t have to say anything. I know that too.”

I see.

Good… He knew what I was worried about.

Yes, what I was worried about was that the coffee shop was where I cooked. Of course, we need someone who can cook. Difficult cooking is not necessary. I wouldn’t complain if I could make a sandwich.

“Oh, how do I win his class?

……

No, it’s not!

“You don’t have to say anything. I know this is what he’s been up to. But we’re famous Kiyoaki Boys High School. I’m not running away from the challenge.”

……

… what are you talking about?

“There’s silver and you this time, so this is perfect. No matter how much he’s a threat, no one else is. There’s no doubt about our victory.”

“I see. Yeah. Sometimes Hibiya….”

“What is it?”

“Can you cook?

I asked such a question. Hibiya answers the question with his head slightly tilted.

“There’s no way I can do that. It’s not what you cook, it’s what you serve.”

“… washing dishes?

My hands are getting rough.

……

He was desperate…. but I put my hopes up and asked questions.

“… by the way, a coffee shop is a place to cook, but does anyone in this group know who can do it?

“Of course.”

Oops!

Hope remained. I see. Because I know someone who can afford Hibiya.

Silver, you can do it.

“… hmm?

“Ajillo was the best pasta I ever had.”

“… what else?

“I don’t know.”

Silver clams were desperate.