Yuki Terajima nodded gently.

Because of Iori's superb cooking skills, she didn't eat much less than Yui when she went to eat for free last time.

"But if I come here, I'd better change the bigger bucket at home."

Shiina Iori remembered the two large-capacity rice cookers that were being used at home and shook his head regretfully.

"Iori."

"Um?"

"Come here."

"Well—It hurts so much!"

Iori's tongue was released, and fortunately took out his handkerchief and wiped his wet lips as if nothing had happened, and continued to lower his head as if nothing had happened to process the documents.

"Xuan, is it really okay?"

"It's okay! It's absolutely fine."

"Very good-quality! Nagisa."

"I guarantee it with my character!"

Amid the urging voice of Kaoru Hishishi and the full of encouragement, Miyahara Nagisa walked out of the temporary fitting room with her skirt in her arms and her face blushed.

Outside, many students in the same class were looking forward to it.

Until she walked out of the curtain and appeared in front of everyone, the whole class held her breath at the same time.

After two or three seconds, someone finally exclaimed:

"oh--!!!"

"Thanks to Moma for giving me these eyes."

"Master God!Master God!"

"I announce that from today on, Miyahara will be the God of Maid in my mind!"

"Go—bye—!"

Seeing the group of classmates outside kneeling and bowing like a demon, Miyahara Nagisa suddenly stomped on his feet in anger, making a clear vibrating sound.

"Dong!"

Everyone suddenly became quiet.

Only Kaoru Kushishi was by her side still had the same eyes as she was shining, holding her sleeves tightly and couldn't speak.

"Xun, don't just hold your clothes."

"But you asked me to wear this way!"

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After a long silence, Hashishi's tears flowed before she could speak, and howled loudly: "Master Nagisa! Please come here to be my clothes rack in the future!"

"Hey, what are you talking nonsense!"

He pushed the head with tears and snot on his face and wanted to rub against himself. The landlord finally gave up the desire to get comments from others and turned around and looked in front of the mirror of his body.

In the mirror, Miyahara Nagisa was wearing a traditional white ruffled apron with a pitch-black long skirt, and a signature ruffled headdress on her head.

The long hair that is habitually dispersed in daily life is tied into a ponytail, and the legs covered by the long skirt are white stockings.

Because I was on campus, I only wore white cloth indoor shoes.

Originally, it was just a very ordinary traditional maid outfit, but because the girl with a slender loli figure and a youthful and energetic appearance in the mirror, even the seemingly ordinary clothes instantly improved more than one charming level.

Yes.

During the campus cultural festival in the last year of this year, Nagisa’s third-year Class A was published on the Maid Cafe Project.

Although it is rustic, clichéd and criticized, it cannot stop the hearts of lsp.

No matter where the campus cultural festival is, as long as there is a maid cafe, the turnover of this class will definitely be the best in the class.

Because, the most important thing in the maid cafe is not coffee, but maid!

And in the school, there happens to be the best resources for beautiful girls.

Even though there were idle people in the class who marked Miyahara's appearance as the first in the class very early, no artificial ranking was obvious in the same clothing.

It’s not scary to wear the same clothes, and whoever is ugly is embarrassing.

Only at this time, men and women at the age of the most hormones will realize that the relatively simple school uniforms on campus may not be obstacles to their romantic romance, but rather a fig leaf for the difference in appearance.

Of course, some Japanese school uniforms are not that simple.

Looking at himself in the maid outfit in the mirror, Miyahara Nagisa was instinctively uncomfortable, and his face became a little hot.

But after I got used to watching, I turned around for a few more times before nodding slightly.

"How is it like that!"

Kushikakuna pounced on him again, hugging Nagisa tightly and rubbing: "I just said that the maid outfit is definitely suitable for you! Hiss, hesit--"

This is the first time Miyahara Nagisa has seen Kaoru Kushiro look like this. She is usually good at reading air, but when she sees someone wearing maid outfits, she looks like a little ewe.

That's right.

A social expert, a junior expert in reading the third prize of Air National Award, and a little fan of Rito Sakurai, is an absolute maid enthusiast.

But now it seems that rather than saying that her hobby is maid outfit, she is a pretty lady who likes to wear maid outfits.

He stretched out his finger and pushed her away, and Nagisa turned his face reluctantly:

"That's right, that's OK."

"But. Do you really need to wear this outfit to deliver food?"

Looking at his clothes, Miyahara Nagisa still frowned.

"Of course!" Kurashikakuna wiped her nose, "It doesn't matter if she feels embarrassing, the shy and arrogant maid is also a big selling point."

"without."

Miyahara Nagisa slightly picked up the corner of her long skirt and kicked her legs with a snap.

With just a whoosh, the stone brick floor that was falling under Zhujiang's feet cracked the fine traces spreading in all directions like spiders.

In the middle, or tiny gravel splashes.

Hashi Kaoru, who was holding Nagisa with a look of hissing, calmed down instantly.

Nagisa muttered in a low voice: "When you fly, you always feel like you will show your fat selves."

No! Normally, no maid would use flying kicks on guests?!

Student Kushishi Kaoru complained in his heart.

Only at this time can she recall the terrifying force value of the young lady in front of her.

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"Xun, are there any positions in the cafe that do not require activities?"

Nagisa frowned, as if very distressed: "It's just that you don't need to be seen by others, I. I have a friend who will come."

".friend?"

When the student Kushi, who had just calmed down, heard this, the corner of his mouth was involuntarily curled up again, and he used to joke: "It's not a boyfriend, right? Why haven't I heard Nagisa say it before?"

"Hmm."

"ha?!"

"Really!"

After hearing her question, Miyahara Nagisa seemed to scratch her face embarrassedly and lowered her voice: "Didn't you tell me before?"

"When? Why don't I remember?"

Kuwashi Kaoru stared at her big eyes and also lowered her head to lean over: "However, since it's Nagisa's boyfriend coming, I have a secret weapon."

"Do you want to try Nagisa?"

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Chapter completed!