Aki Tomoya put on lace sleeves, wore a puffy skirt, and clipped a White hair tie on his head.
He opened the door for Miss Mori Tsukisa, who was leading the group.
But... "Hello, we specifically came here to humiliate you."
"Ms. Aki Tomoya."
The squeaky voice saying, 'Welcome home, Master!' didn't make it out... "Is this how you treat me?" Mr. Tomiya the Cross-dresser ushered the visitors into the cafe, deliberately finding a corner to sit in. Eriri rolled her eyes at him, while Machida Mariko and Yuno Gasai, who followed behind, had a relatively better attitude toward him.
Just... a smile.
At least Aki Tomoya thought it was good.
"We literally came to humiliate you, ha ha ha! No, don't bring us food, I know you need 'performance' points... but we've already booked a super—high—class restaurant." Mori Tsukisa excitedly grabbed Aki Tomoya's arm and compared them:
Even contrasted against the slimming Black lace, the Boy's arm was still several sizes thicker than Mori Tsukisa's.
"Hahaha! You really are a Boy who values money over life! I like that!"
Aki Tomoya pouted and glanced at Eriri—she was whispering something into Machida Mariko's ear.
Mori Tsukisa brought two groups of people who weren't very familiar with each other together today: she figured since Machida Mariko and Yuno Gasai were acquainted, and Yuno Gasai knew Eriri... "Should I bring some Water?" Aki Tomoya truly couldn't bring himself to perform any embarrassing actions for the girls who were looking at him like a 'Magical Creature,' abandoning even 'entry-level' tasks like bowing and acting cute. "If you're going to eat, sit for a bit and then leave quickly."
"Can we take pictures?" Eriri stared at the hair tie on Aki Tomoya's head with Dead Fish Eyes.
The Boy made an X sign.
"Menu! Bring the menu! Let me support this Child's career!" Striking a rogue pose, Mori Tsukisa crossed her legs and casually took the paper menu handed to her by Aki Tomoya: "Hmm... since we're going to eat... so."
"Let's just have some drinks?"
The items at a Maid Cafe were not cheap, or rather, anything associated with the words 'Maid' and located in the prime commercial district of Tokyo was expensive.
Aki Tomoya vaguely remembered that Mori Tsukisa came from a 'wealthy' family and didn't want her to spend too much.
"Didn't I say, just coming to support me is enough, Tsukihime, you don't need to spend money." Aki Tomoya blinked the eyeliner someone had drawn on him, bent down, and whispered: "Also, didn't I say not to bring 'Gin' things?"
Mori Tsukisa looked at Aki Tomoya, whose head was leaning close, and then at Eriri, who was nearby.
"Your mouth is even chattier now that you've become a woman, Miss Tomiya." Eriri sneered: "We came to support you, Tsukisa, and yet we're being despised like this...?"
"I'm only despising you..." The Boy muttered and turned his head sideways. "I knew this would happen." He coughed twice, stood up straight, and offered a standard smile to Machida Mariko and Yuno Gasai:
"Two Masters! What sweet things would you like to drink?"
Ugh.
Eriri clutched her own neck, her tongue hanging out of the corner of her mouth.
Aki Tomoya asked again, his expression unchanged.
The two of them looked at Mori Tsukisa—after all, it was this girl's suggestion.
Hmm... "All of them."
"Huh?"
Mori Tsukisa couldn't be bothered to look at the strange menu, which even included some emoticons: what kind of drink would be named, "Love is Kissing You!..:??☆(●＾▽＾)??☆...:??"
That kind of thing... "There's no need to look at this kind of thing." Eriri interjected, giving a sidelong glance to the few working Maids peeking over from a distance, and nudged Mori Tsukisa with her elbow: "Hey, you haven't been to a place like this, have you? Even one drink is expensive. If you order everything... do you know how much that is?"
Before Mori Tsukisa could reply, Yuno Gasai casually stabbed Eriri: "Tsukisa wouldn't know. But when she invited you to a high-class restaurant, did you ask if it was expensive?"
"Didn't you just assume Tsukisa was treating? So, these drinks are nothing compared to the main meal later."
Eriri choked up, while Machida Mariko felt embarrassed.
"Sorry... Sister Tsukisa. I didn't even get a chance to thank you yet..."
Yuno Gasai, who didn't think her attack was too broad, leaned back onto the sofa. Mori Tsukisa patted Machida Mariko's head, chuckling carelessly: "Our relationship allows us to share some Gin."
"All of them! And please serve a drink to all the customers here right now too!"
Aki Tomoya finally had to reassess Mori Tsukisa's financial power today, and the happy girl didn't care about the price of this small amount of Gin—yes, her unit of measurement was no longer Yen, but Gin.
Aki Tomoya lightly walked to the counter and said a couple of words. Immediately, the Manager, who wasn't very old either, looked over with a surprised expression.
Eriri noticed: "Rich Woman, your idiotic behavior has attracted the Manager's attention."
Sure enough, a few minutes later, the Miss Manager rushed over to bow and apologize, saying that her staff seemed to have made a mistake—then, after Mori Tsukisa nodded to confirm, the Manager's eyes widened... 'For my dearest Child, Mama must support his independence!'
'What? Is, is he your Child? That's... unbelievable, you look so young.'
'Oh dear, it's just the inheritance left by my dead husband.' The girl looked teasingly at the young Manager, and the tall Manager also looked at Mori Tsukisa and her group with a joking expression.
A conversation everyone knew was a joke, yet it permanently fixed the nickname 'Mama's Good Baby' onto a certain gentleman's head.
—Of course, jokes aside, the four girls ultimately couldn't drink all the beverages filling two tabletops: the cafe now looked more like a high-class coffee bean and syrup tasting event... "Don't come next time." Aki Tomoya, who had changed back into his men's clothes, crossed his arms unhappily. The dazzling array of dishes on the table couldn't soothe his wounded and socially dead heart: "All the staff in the store know I have a good Mama now."
"Oh, it was just a joke."
Machida Mariko and Eriri were like two hamsters, their cheeks puffed out while their eyes were wide, focused on the dishes on the table.
It was delicious.
Yuno Gasai silently and elegantly held her Water cup, and Mori Tsukisa... was comforting the wounded Mr. Tomiya.
"Seriously, what the heck. Tsukihime, your personality is getting weirder, it's a bit—"
Before the word 'crazy' could come out, it was forced back down his throat by two sharp glances. Eriri brandished a fist at him while chewing beef, and Yuno Gasai wore a smile.
"A bit..." Aki Tomoya rubbed his goosebump-covered arm: "A bit..."
"Cute?" Mori Tsukisa blinked, a mint leaf dangling from her mouth.
Forget it... Because of Mori Tsukisa's antics today, his income was almost equal to a whole month's earnings.
Aki Tomoya thought about the newly released Video Game Discs... "Cute." The Boy nodded honestly, pressing his hands together: "I realize you are radiating Gin light all over, My Lord Tsukihime."
---------------------------------
I hope you enjoy this fanfiction! If you're having fun and want to read 30 chapters in advance, feel free to check out my Patreon: patreon.com/TLScarlet
Your support means a lot so if you like the story, don't forget to drop a Power Stone.