"Huh? What happened? Why did everyone leave?"
Mitsuri Kanroji belatedly lifted her head from the pile of sweets, stuffing food into her mouth with both hands until her cheeks bulged.
Shinobu Kocho turned her head and whispered, "So cute. She's like a little hamster."
"...But," Haruto pressed his lips together, struggling to ask, "what's going on with her clothes?"
The front was wide open, making it hard to even glance in that direction.
"It must be that Maeda Masao again." Shinobu frowned. "He's a tailor in the Kakushi. He always deliberately makes revealing uniforms for the female members, and he wears glasses, so everyone in the Demon Slayer Corps calls him Lewd Four-Eyes."
"Huh? Always?" Haruto stared at Shinobu, his eyes wide.
"...Yes, I received a uniform like that too." Shinobu Kocho gritted her teeth. "The day after I received it, I took it to him along with matches and lamp oil, and burned it right in front of him...
"This girl looks so easy to fool. That man must have tricked her."
While the two whispered to each other, Mitsuri Kanroji spotted Kyojuro approaching and waved happily. "Mr. Rengoku!"
"Kanroji!" Kyojuro cheerfully sat down opposite her and went over their upcoming mission with her.
Haruto noticed that Obanai Iguro was still standing off to one side, staring blankly at Kanroji.
No way. Was this short, seemingly quiet boy actually a closet pervert?
He raised an eyebrow slightly, then got up and headed into the restaurant's kitchen.
Several cooks bustled around the cramped kitchen, passing plates of sweets and handmade desserts through the serving window.
Farther inside, a pastry chef spread red bean paste over a sheet of mochi dough and added a strawberry. Then he lifted the edges and flicked his wrist, sending a plump white strawberry daifuku with