"People like compromise. If you say you want to open a window in a room, most people inside won't agree. But if you say you want to tear off the roof, they'll come over to discuss how to open a window. So, Doma—er, classmate—suggested putting on a haunted house because..."
That was what Fujigami believed.
Shizuka Hiratsuka: (#^_^)
And here she had just thought that little brat Doma looked kind of cute. Who would've thought? Who would've thought that little brat would pull something like this on her! Then again, that little brat Doma had always been pretty close to that pervert Katsura or whatever his name was...
Sogo Doma: "..."
Could they stop overthinking things? Could they stop tying everything back to him? Could they just...
Fuck%^$#*%...
Unfortunately, with things having come to this, nothing he said could stop the boys' decision. It couldn't be helped. Just as he had said, the boys who had banded together for warmth were numerous and held the majority. Combined with the girls who loved watching the chaos unfold, the matter of holding a cross-dressing café was settled.
Shizuka Hiratsuka: "..."
Heh. Hehehe. Three-quarters of the class had voted in favor of a cross-dressing café. Was there something wrong with her, or was there something wrong with these students? Or perhaps it was just...
No, not perhaps. There was definitely something wrong with that little brat Doma! That guy ought to commit seppuku! Even she, who had been forced to approve it, should go apologize with him...
Damn it, was cross-dressing really that appealing?
Actually, whether it was cross-dressing or not wasn't important. What mattered was that there were only zero times and countless times when it came to dressing as the opposite sex. What gave Shizuka Hiratsuka a little relief was that