Though men and dogs were both creatures who could change so much after just two or three days apart that you could no longer understand them, the idiots at the transvestite bar were growing at rocket speed—no, mutating?
But on second thought, that was normal... right? As everyone knew, life used to move slowly. Cars were slow, ships were slow... But now was an age of rapid change; it was commonplace to fall behind on conversation topics after only a few days apart. So a transvestite bar changing like this was perfectly normal~ Like hell it was!
Sogo Doma still couldn't convince himself, yet Kotaro Katsura repeated, "That's right, they're students at this school. As expected of the school you chose, Sogo. The students are all outstanding. Even I saw the conviction of true men in them..."
Sogo Doma: "???"
The hell did he mean by the conviction of true men?
"Once a man starts working at a transvestite bar, he no longer has the right to call himself a true man..."
"That's prejudice..." Before the other person could finish, Kotaro Katsura interrupted, "What's wrong with working at a transvestite bar? Don't I work there too?"
"That's why you're not a true man. You're Zura..."
"Not Zura, Zura-ko!"
"Fine, Zura-ko..." Sogo Doma glanced at him. Was he admitting it himself now?
"Not Zura-ko, Katsura!"
"..." After falling silent for a moment, Sogo Doma suddenly said, "Keiko Katsura?"
Perhaps out of professional habit, Kotaro Katsura suddenly became alluring. "Welcome. Keiko Katsura will now serve you gentlemen..."
"How is that anything like a true man!?" Sogo Doma finally couldn't hold back his retort.
"Ahem..." Kotaro Katsura showed no embarrassment whatsoever. After coughing twice, he said, "Work. This is all for work..."
"Then find a more manly job!"
"Tsk, tsk..." The moment Sogo