233 – Beginning of the High School Festival
The High School Festival.
This is the official name of the Ichijo Gakuen Cultural Festival, which is celebrating its 78th anniversary this year.
Established in 1939, the 14th year of the Showa era, with the determination to nurture new students who will become the foundation of the country, Ichijo Gakuen was basically based on the old saying “日新又日新” As its educational philosophy.
Become a better ‘me’ than yesterday’s ‘me’.
For a young man who is thinking about his future, there is no proverb that fits better than this.
In that sense, the entrance festival held at the end of autumn was a day to disclose to family and friends the achievements that students have accumulated over the past year.
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“There! Watch out!”
“Someone get me some planks!”
November 13, Monday morning.
On the first day of the entrance festival, Ichijo Academy was busier than usual.
Originally, the vast grounds of Ichijo Gakuen are reserved only for students, but are only open to outsiders at this time of year, for four days during the cultural festival.
Of course, not just anyone outside could enter the school, and only those who received an invitation to the cultural festival from a current student could enter the school.
“…….”
And our class was also busy preparing for the cultural festival.
“Who the hell is this! Who puts salt in the sugar canister!”
“Kyaaah! I forgot to leave my coffee grinder at home!”
“There! As soon as possible, go to the teacher’s office and borrow it!”
Ayase commands like a sword in a situation that is nothing short of a mayhem.
I remember last night broadcasting the game for about 3 hours, but looking at how energetic it was from Monday morning, Ayase also possesses quite a bit of steel stamina.
At that time, Satoru, who was sitting next to me and was playing around with me, asked.
“Yoo Seong-ah, have you tried on the clothes that arrived earlier?”
“…Not yet.”
“Wouldn’t it be better to try it on beforehand? If it doesn’t fit, you’ll have to send it to a repair shop.”
“I’d rather not get hit.”
I answered that and looked at the ‘clothes’ of the problem that I hadn’t even looked at until now to escape reality.
A slightly cheap cloth with a harmonious mixture of white and black.
Heavy lace on the sleeves and a neat skirt that goes down to the knees.
Even Katyusha, who seemed like she had to go to Akiba and say “Okaerinasai! Goshujin-sama!”
It is a maid outfit for cosplay that looks like it was drawn in the picture.
And the person who had to wear this was ‘me’.
That’s also true, because another theme of this maid cafe was the gender reversal cafe.
A blatant trap card in which women dress as butlers and men dress as maids.
It was originally an orthodox maid cafe, but it changed like this because it seemed too ordinary, so it was because of the female students’ proposal to go a little special. Demanded that
The battle of the century began with the fate of the maid cafe at stake.
However, it was Rika’s ‘luck’ that ultimately decided the outcome.
Rika, who was famous for her gold hands in her class, played a huge role in the female students’ victory by setting a record of 10 wins out of 10 in her rock-paper-scissors match.
Anyway, losers never say anything, so the male students in our class meekly accepted their fate of wearing maid uniforms.
Of course, that included me, who said that my very existence was against the law and couldn’t participate in the confrontation.
“It’s easier to give up.”
Satoru was already wearing her own maid outfit and dressed as a woman.
But it didn’t comfort me at all.
This guy originally had a rather delicate body, so he was well-dressed, but it was clear that I, a full-body muscle mass, would become a monster if I wore a maid uniform.
Not long ago, his face was sold nationwide.
If I wore a maid uniform in this state, it was almost certain that the biggest dark history of my life would occur.
And in a sense, Ryuji, a senior in this ‘dark history’ series, appeared in class dressed as a woman so perfect that at first glance it was compared even more.
“Kyaaah! Sakamoto-kun is so cute!”
“How can a man’s skin be so fine!”
“You look prettier than a woman!”
Befitting the main character of a love comedy worldview, Ryuji, who is handsome in the original version, is being treated like a toy by female students.
Leading all of that was Ryuji’s girlfriend, Yaguchi.
“Ryuji! Be patient! Just put these eyelashes on one last time and I’ll set you free!”
“Because that’s the third time?!”
I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you, Ryuji….
My nose was already old enough to help him.
“Now, come on, don’t be like that, try it on yourself. It’s nice to feel the wind blowing through your crotch.”
“Shut up.”
“Evil!”
After feeding Satoru chestnuts to Satoru, who in a subtle voice like Satan tempting Eve, I decided to run away.
Because I thought that if I stayed like this until my classmates forgot my existence, I would be able to do anything if I stayed in the student council room.
But as if they had predicted my thoughts, it was Sasha and Rika who caught me trying to sneak out through the back door.
“hehehe, Ryu-chan, I’m sorry.”
“Embrace your fate calmly, Kim Yoo-seong.”
Is this what it feels like to be stamped on the back of your foot by an ax you trusted?
These two people were looking forward to my crossdressing more than anyone else in the class.
“Whoa, do you think I’ll just let you run away quietly? Be calm and be the best in our class!”
No, looking at it now, it was class president Ayase who was in the dark.
Three people slowly narrow the encirclement with maid outfits specially made for me.
I was cornered in an instant and cried out in a desperate voice.
“Hey Yamero!”
Such bullying is Mo Yamerung!
***
“…….”
In the end, I was forced to change clothes.
“It suits you surprisingly well. Pup, Pupup.”
Ayase can’t stop laughing while he’s talking.
“The academy’s strongest maid.”
Sasha nodded with a satisfied expression.
“Ryu-chan, why don’t you try on this eyepatch?”
The ones that are already broken, even Rika who wants to be broken even more.
It was like a total disaster.
‘I want to die.’
I bowed my head at the shame welling up in the depths of my heart.
‘I am old and forced to dress as a woman….’
It would be better if they matched well like Satoru or Ryuji.
As a last resort, he didn’t even wear makeup, but he was already a walking monstrosity in his current state.
Even the classmates running around busily couldn’t laugh openly, but seeing that the corners of their lips were subtly raised, it was sure to be a laughing stock.
“Whoa-“
No, what-
Since it’s a cultural festival, you can dress as a woman. Think positively.
I barely managed to control my desire to hide in a mouse hole at any moment and said to Ayase.
“Chief, let’s make a deal with me.”
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“What deal?”
“It’s for class, so it doesn’t matter if I wear a maid outfit. Give me something to cover my face instead.”
“If that’s the case, well.”
Answer without any worries.
Actually, Ayase readily accepted my terms, perhaps because no one could force him to move if I declared a strike.
“I knew this would happen, and there are things I have prepared in advance.”
Saying that, what Sasha took out of her arms was an inverted triangle mask.
I was afraid that someone would say I’m not an otaku, so it’s a very targeted design.
But since she had no choice, I obediently put the mask she gave me over her face.
“…Let’s go.”
Paching!
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Class 2-B.
Those involved didn’t know this at all, but it was a class famous for having many beauties with a class that was suspicious even within the academy.
“Is this the 2-B class maid cafe you’ve only heard about…!”
“Whoops… The sleepy man volunteered to work a full 5-hour day at the haunted house tomorrow in order to be the first customer!”
Two otaku belonging to the beautiful girl club that is hidden all over the school, and among them the most hated girl research club, pushed up their black horn-rimmed glasses and laughed suspiciously.
How much effort they put into the class to get into the maid cafe’s first customer.
Students passing by gave them glances of subtle contempt, but as the bottom of the bottom of the school caste, the two of them were already accustomed to such gazes, and withstood them casually.
Soon, at 10 o’clock, the opening time, the door to Class 2-B opened wide.
“Welcome! Master!”
Scared to set foot inside, the first to greet the two were girls from Class 2-B, dressed in butler uniforms.
‘Ohhh! This is!’
‘As expected, class 2-B is famous for its many beautiful girls! My class is high!’
In order to break away from the common stereotype of maid cafes, beautiful girls greet customers in butler clothes.
For the two of them, who had already visited numerous maid cafes in Akiba, the pretty butler cafe was a new stimulus.
‘But isn’t this a butler cafe, not a maid cafe?’
‘Where is the most important maid?’
The moment the two people’s eyes wandered left and right, belatedly realizing their blind spot, their eyes were focused on the beautiful butlers, and the Beast That they hadn’t noticed before started approaching them.
“I will guide you this way, Master.”
His true identity was the academy’s strongest man with a suspiciously good voice.