"Tsk, tsk..." Katsura Kotaro shook a finger. "I have to say, Sogo, you're starting to focus on superficial appearances too. What's with men's clothes and women's clothes? Weren't clothes originally meant to cover one's shame and keep out the cold? The distinction between men's and women's clothing was really just an idea imposed later on. If..."
"Fake Hair..." Before he could finish, Sogo Doma cut in. "Could you let me finish first? I can barely accept the women's clothing, but a maid..."
At that, Sogo Doma shuddered. He truly couldn't imagine what Fake Hair would look like as a maid. Fortunately, he had never seen it. Otherwise, he would probably have developed a massive psychological trauma toward maid outfits...
"What's wrong with being a maid?" Katsura Kotaro said. "Sogo, are you looking down on maids? You should know that, in order to successfully apply as a maid for the Sanzenin Family, I visited all sorts of maid cafés to conduct research. Maid isn't a simple profession, much less a maid for the Sanzenin Family..."
Shizuka Hiratsuka and Utaha Kasumigaoka: "..."
They actually felt the crushing frustration of having lost to him. It couldn't be helped. They had only suspected that their femininity was inferior to his before, but now, they were certain that they couldn't compare to this guy named Katsura in terms of femininity!
On second thought, it wasn't surprising. As one of the Four Great Financial Conglomerates, even Utaha Kasumigaoka, who usually kept to herself at home, had long heard of the Sanzenin Family's reputation. It wasn't hard to imagine how many applicants there would be if the Sanzenin Family recruited maids, yet this guy named Katsura had beaten countless competitors and stood out from the crowd...
That could only mean his maid power—or perhaps femininity—had reached max