Enticing Them with Profit?

Oolong tea? Yukino Yukinoshita and the others were already one hundred percent certain that the oolong tea Sogo Doma had produced back then was exactly the kind this guy was talking about! Shizuka Hiratsuka's eye twitched even more—she vaguely remembered that, on a hungover morning, she had been awakened in the Service Club by a creature named Doma. Her face had hurt at the time, as if someone had slapped her, but she had been too embarrassed to mention it. Thinking carefully, Doma had been the only one there. If she really had been slapped... Right, how had she passed out back then? It seemed some kindhearted man named Doma had handed her a cup of tea, and then, then... What did it feel like to know someone had slapped you but be unable to retaliate? Shizuka Hiratsuka was furious. Yukino Yukinoshita was furious too. Most of the girls in the Service Club were furious! Unfortunately, they had no evidence. Still, perhaps the only evidence was that cup of oolong tea from her memories... What kind of oolong tea had it been? Brightly colored, its fragrance dissolved into the water, every drop crystal clear—yes, exactly like the huge bottle Kotaro Katsura had just pulled out. What? Why was this guy named Katsura bringing out oolong tea? Naturally, it was because: "What do you mean, uninformed? This is a skill possessed by your students, Mr. Principal. How about I borrow flowers to offer Buddha here..." Principal Yamamoto: "..." Was this a gift? But who gave someone a bucket of oolong tea as a gift? Sogo Doma: "???" What was Katsura trying to do? Yet before he could speak, Shizuka Hiratsuka smiled with a murderous gleam in her eyes, one directed straight at Sogo Doma. "Mr. Katsura, may I have a taste