"What nonsense are you talking about?" The Second Young Lady had no idea what kind of grand drama Principal Yamamoto had imagined in such a short time. She only felt that nothing had been going right today, and she kept getting offended by inexplicable people.
"There's no need to be nervous, young lady. As mature adults, we would never look at you through tinted glasses because of your personal preferences..." The newcomers merely assumed the Second Young Lady was embarrassed and angry. They even comforted her. "Just like Mr. Katsura here..."
"Mr. Katsura?" The Second Young Lady suddenly felt that this world was beyond saving. Wasn't he a thug? Why were these staff members calling him "Mr."?
"Yes..." The staff merely wanted to use Katsura Kotaro as an example to reassure her. "Mr. Katsura is actually just like you, young lady. He's very fond of women's clothing..."
"Doesn't that make him a perv—" Yukino Yukinoshita wanted to retort, but wait, what did they mean, just like her?
"Young lady, if even you think that way, then that's dangerous."
"What?"
Just as the Second Young Lady was utterly bewildered, Kotaro Katsura, having heard someone mention his name, walked over. "Were you talking about me?"
"Ah, well, we were using Mr. Katsura as an example to set a good model for this student..."
Yukino Yukinoshita: "???"
What kind of model were they setting?
"My example?" Kotaro Katsura was quite approving. "That sounds fine. But rather than have you explain it, it would be better for me, the person involved, to tell him myself. By the way, what kind of example does he need...?"
"It's that it's perfectly normal for boys to wear women's clothing. There's no need to feel ashamed, and you shouldn't have any strange thoughts about it..."
"Hahaha..." Before the