Chapter 9: My Two Female Friends Forge a True Friendship

After school, in that familiar empty classroom—

Minato stood before the classroom entrance.

It seemed Serina had officially secured permission to use this room today.

She’d asked her friends in the student council to apply for it under the pretense of “discussing class activities.”

Thanks to her good connections in the student council and her usual help with their tasks, approval was granted easily.

On the door of the empty classroom was an A4 sheet of paper stating: “Meeting in Progress. No Entry for Unauthorized Persons. Aoi Hazuki, Ruka Serina.”

The handwriting was neat, likely Serina’s.

The names of these two prominent figures carried considerable weight.

With this, even teachers would probably steer clear of the room.

Gently pushing open the door with the sign—

“Welcome back, Master!”

“Welcome back, Master…”

“…”

Despite being the exact same phrase, the delivery was worlds apart.

Minato was caught off guard, startled by the sudden greeting.

“What do you think, Minato? I made some tweaks.”

“M-Mine’s barely changed… I’m sorry.”

Hazuki wore a miniskirt maid outfit, while Serina donned a long-skirt maid dress.

However, Hazuki had made adjustments, shortening the skirt even further, lowering the neckline drastically, and letting her black bra peek out—a highly revealing ensemble.

In contrast, Serina’s maid dress was almost identical to before, her hairstyle unchanged, with long black hair still braided into two pigtails draped over her chest.

“…Hold on, Hazuki. No matter how you look at it, serving customers in that maid outfit would get the shop shut down.”

“I know, I know. It’s just for today. A special service for you, Minato ♡”

“That’s totally cheating…!”

“I’m not holding back or showing mercy.”

Hazuki was clearly serious about this showdown.

And—

“Ruka, you’re serious too, huh? What’s that? Where’d you get it?”

“…It’s my personal item.”

Serina was incredibly shy, her face flushed bright red.

The classroom, once cluttered with randomly placed desks, chairs, and miscellaneous boxes, had been tidied up.

In the now-empty room, four desks were pushed together at the front and back, forming two large tables.

This was likely how they’d arrange things for the actual festival.

Finding and moving tables specifically for the maid café was no easy feat.

The table at the back was covered with a white tablecloth.

“This tablecloth looks expensive.”

Minato approached the table, examining it closely.

Embroidered with rose patterns, it exuded a classical aura.

This wasn’t something you’d find at a budget furniture or home goods store.

It wouldn’t be surprising if this tablecloth was sold in a high-end furniture shop off-limits to commoners.

“Ugh, aren’t personal items supposed to be off-limits?”

“Didn’t you say we’re competing seriously?”

“Guh…”

Serina’s unprecedented sharp retort caught Hazuki off guard.

“Well, using stuff from home is pretty common… It shouldn’t count as breaking the rules.”

“Exactly.”

Serina nodded.

In fact, it was common for any class to use items from students’ homes.

With limited budgets for stalls, relying on personal items was often unavoidable.

“I didn’t even think of using a tablecloth…”

“Plenty of cafés don’t bother with tablecloths.”

Other classes running food stalls probably wouldn’t go out of their way to use them either.

“And it looks like you even changed the curtains! You’re so thorough!”

“Because I’m serious.”

Serina replied matter-of-factly.

The back of the classroom—the “Serina Zone”—had a table with a tablecloth, and the nearby window was adorned with red-based curtains featuring beautiful patterns.

In contrast, the front—the “Hazuki Zone”—had the same cream-colored standard curtains as their usual classroom.

The table there was just four desks pushed together, nothing more.

“You’re pulling ahead fast, Ruka.”

“So far… yes. I know you, Aoi-san. If I let my guard down, I’ll lose.”

“…”

Hazuki looked at Serina with a puzzled expression.

Minato vaguely understood what Serina was getting at.

“So, Aoi-san, let’s confirm again. We’ll both serve Minato-kun, and he’ll decide the winner. The winner sets the maid café’s direction. Is that correct?”

“Yep. The class already agreed to let me and Ruka decide.”

It seemed the decision had been made without Minato’s knowledge.

Given how quickly Hazuki and Serina had rallied class support, they were impressively efficient.

“No, no, doesn’t that put too much responsibility on me? It’d be better to have the whole class judge…”

“Minato, you’re a neutral guy and the only mutual friend Ruka and I share. There’s no other choice, right?”

“You two are way too good at using your friends!”

““…””

Hazuki and Serina both shot Minato a cold glare.

“For some reason… all I can think is, ‘You’re the last person to say that.’”

“Sorry… I feel the same.”

“…”

Minato wanted to protest but couldn’t find a rebuttal.

He wasn’t using Hazuki and the others… but from an outside perspective, it was understandable to think so.

“It also means you’re someone Aoi-san and I trust. Minato-kun, please.”

“…Fine.”

Minato had come to the empty classroom knowing this was the deal.

Being called someone they trusted only made it harder to refuse.

“Then I’ll start serving.”

“O-Okay.”

At Serina’s prompting, Minato sat at the table with the tablecloth.

Up close, the tablecloth indeed felt luxurious, almost too precious to touch.

“If we go for a British style, I have a few more antique-style tablecloths at home we could use.”

“You have stuff like this in a Japanese-style mansion…?”

“It’s my personal collection.”

“Serina has such an unexpected hobby—well, not that unexpected.”

Compared to building PCs, this hobby felt more befitting a refined young lady.

Next to the classroom’s podium were cooking utensils and ingredients.

Serina boiled water with a kettle and brewed tea using a teabag—

“Please enjoy, Master…”

“…!”

Minato nearly let out an excited yell but held back.

A beautiful girl like Serina, in a classical long-skirt maid dress, serving tea.

The moment she set down the tea, a sweet fragrance wafted over.

There wasn’t a part of Serina’s body Minato hadn’t seen.

Yet even he felt a thrill from her soft “Master” and the sweet scent.

Forget guys—girls would probably fall for this service too.

“Sorry, I could only use a teabag here.”

“N-No problem. Brewing with loose leaves would be too much hassle.”

Minato had the privilege of Serina brewing tea with loose leaves at his place.

But even with a teabag, he had no complaints.

“Mmm… It’s good.”

“Thank you.”

Plus, a long-haired beauty in a maid outfit stood by, holding a tray, attending him as he drank.

With service like this—

“This is bad. Customers will swarm in. Why not set up a special seat where Serina serves alone? It’d feel premium and create buzz.”

“Minato-kun, you’re quite the schemer…”

“Of course. The higher our class’s revenue, the better.”

After all, I’ve somehow ended up as the festival coordinator…

Minato had long realized the class’s activities were no longer separate from him.

“…Thank you for the tea. It was delicious.”

“Thank you.”

Serina gently lifted her skirt and gave an elegant curtsy.

“Did you practice that curtsy before?”

“W-Well… Sorry, I practiced in front of a mirror. How embarrassing…”

Serina nodded shyly, her face red.

“No, you nailed it. I was shocked. Your service was excellent.”

Watching the blushing maid, Minato felt a strange satisfaction.

He let out a deep sigh and stood.

“This café’s great. I’ll come back.”

“Wait, Minato! You’re not leaving, are you?”

“N-No way! I’m just… a little satisfied.”

“You’re satisfied too fast! Over here, over here!”

Hazuki beckoned Minato, guiding him to the four desks pushed together at the front.

As he sat—

“Welcome, Master! What would you like to order?”

“Isn’t tea the only thing on the menu?”

“We’ll open up ordering during the actual event. Doesn’t matter.”

“…”

Hazuki was of average height, with a high waist and long legs.

Standing in her miniskirt maid outfit, as Minato sat, her skirt swayed, her thighs catching his eye.

“This is bad…”

“Hm? What’s that?”

Hazuki turned toward Minato with an exaggerated motion.

Her skirt flipped up higher, revealing her fair thighs clearly.

“N-Nothing… Just tea!”

“Got it, Master! Please wait a moment!”

Hazuki smiled, turning to prepare tea at the podium—

Or rather, pouring bottled tea into a glass with a glug.

“Sorry for the wait, Master! Here’s your iced tea!”

“…”

Minato hadn’t asked for iced tea—Hazuki probably thought teabags were too much trouble.

But—Minato was curious about something.

Though the table and curtains were undecorated, Hazuki’s bubbly, social-butterfly aura made the furniture seem to sparkle.

Her cheerful vibe and lively voice alone transformed the café’s atmosphere.

And—

“What do you think, Minato—er, Master! This is iced tea I poured myself!”

“You still love destroying the concept of ‘homemade,’ huh?”

“What’s the big deal? Tea poured by me tastes better, right? So, how is it?”

Hazuki wiggled unnecessarily, her skirt fluttering with each move.

Since the maid skirt was shorter than her uniform’s, it looked risky.

“Hey, Hazuki. You shouldn’t move so much in a skirt like that.”

“Huh? This? Oh, it’s fine. I came prepared this time.”

“…”

Hazuki casually lifted her skirt.

She wore a frilly white underskirt—more like bloomers.

“These are safety shorts. I picked a cuter pair to match the maid outfit.”

“I-I see.”

Though Minato had seen Hazuki’s panties countless times, seeing her lift her maid skirt to reveal unfamiliar safety shorts…

Honestly, it made his heart race.

“Um… isn’t that kind of seduction cheating…?”

“Hmph, this miniskirt is one of my café’s selling points. No big deal, right?”

Since when was it her café?

Minato thought but couldn’t tear his eyes from the underskirt.

“So, what’s your take? My service is better, right?”

“No, you’re still cheating! I-If we’re showing panties—”

Serina stepped in front of Minato—

Blushing, she slowly lifted her ankle-length skirt—

“Whoa…”

Lace-trimmed garter stockings came into view.

It was Minato’s first time seeing Serina in something so sexy.

Her face grew redder as she lifted the skirt higher—revealing white panties.

“Wait, that’s super spicy too, Ruka!”

“Y-You started it, Aoi-san…”

“Tch, then I won’t show panties—I’ll go with…!”

“H-Hazuki…!”

Hazuki joined Serina in front of Minato, lifting her miniskirt again.

Not only that, she pulled down her underskirt—

“Ah!”

“Hey, hey!”

Her black panties came off along with the underskirt.

It seemed she’d pulled too hard, accidentally removing both.

“D-Did you see?”

“I’ve seen them tons of times…”

“Tch, that’s different from showing you on purpose!”

Hazuki hurriedly lowered her miniskirt, pressing it down with both hands.

But the underskirt and black panties had slipped out from under—

“T-Then I’ll… This is a service just for Master…”

“S-Serina…!”

Serina held her skirt in her mouth this time.

She pulled her white panties down with one hand.

The panties slid, revealing a part Minato had seen many times—but it still thrilled him.

“S-Stop! A maid shouldn’t go that far!”

But at the last moment, Serina stopped pulling her panties.

Half-down, it was even more tantalizing.

The lifted long skirt, garter belt, and half-removed panties.

“…What were we doing again?”

“D-Don’t forget, Minato. You’re supposed to pick between me and Ruka.”

“That phrasing’s off… It’s about choosing between Aoi-san’s maid style and mine…”

Though Minato thought they were similar, he couldn’t look away from the two maid girls.

Hazuki pressed her miniskirt down, but it was too short and flipped, faintly showing her black panties.

“We should be asking you what you’re doing.”

“Y-Yeah… This is how it usually goes, but in maid outfits, it’s even more…”

Hazuki and Serina occasionally glanced at each other.

They seemed shyer than usual, their ears red.

Two maids, blushing and showing their panties—it was just too spicy—

“Ugh, Hazuki, Serina.”

“Here it comes.”

“It’s coming…”

As expected of his friends, Hazuki and Serina seemed to guess what Minato was about to say.

“N-Next, you’ll want us to show our bras—and our chests, right?”

“T-This kind of service… is just for Minato-kun.”

Both Hazuki and Serina opened the fronts of their maid outfits.

The miniskirt maid revealed a black bra, the long-skirt maid a white one.

“Can a Master look inside a maid’s bra?”

“Well~ It’s fine for a friend.”

“What do you think, Master…?”

Hazuki and Serina gave wry smiles.

They pulled their bras aside, revealing cute nipples.

Open maid outfits, panties still exposed.

And beautiful pink nipples.

With all these elements—

“…No way.”

“Huh? No way? Minato, what’re you saying?”

“I-Is something dissatisfying?”

“I can’t compare my friends.”

Looking at his two friends dressed as maids, Minato spoke his honest feelings.

Yes, because he was their friend, he’d taken on the role of settling their dispute—

But the outcome shouldn’t come from comparing them.

Even if friends have a first or second order, friendship shouldn’t have a hierarchy.

At least for Minato—

“For me, there’s no ‘better’ between Hazuki and Serina. Whether it’s the maid café or something important to you both, I can’t rank you and say one’s superior.”

“Y-You’re killing the game, Minato.”

“Even so, I asked you to rank us because I wanted you to…”

“I know.”

Minato nodded, stepping forward to pull both maids into an embrace.

“Wah, Minato…!”

“Eek, Minato-kun…!”

As he hugged them, he directly groped their G-cup and D-cup chests.

The softest, most exquisite sensation.

“It’s like how I can’t rank these differently sized chests!”

“No, I think that’s a different thing…”

“Minato-kun, what are you even saying…?”

Though they said that, Hazuki and Serina’s eyes grew dreamy.

Being groped seemed to excite them.

“I see you both as friends, and both your chests are precious to me—”

At that moment, Minato realized something.

“Oh, right…!”

“Does groping our chests shock you that much?”

“It’s like a detective finding a clue in casual conversation and uncovering the truth.”

Though their eyes were hazy, Hazuki and Serina looked exasperated.

But in truth—as Serina said—

“I get it. I want to do it with Hazuki, and I want to do it with Serina… I want both.”

“Isn’t that a bit late to say?”

“But I’m not the only one with big expectations.”

“…Minato-kun?”

Hazuki and Serina looked at him, puzzled.

“Hazuki doesn’t just want to run a maid café at the festival—she’s enjoying her showdown with Serina.”

“Huh? Well… I guess that’s true?”

“Serina’s always admired maids, and the café she wants is totally different from Hazuki’s.”

“Y-Yes… But I was too polite, which made Aoi-san mad…”

“But that’s not all you both want, right?”

“Ah!”

“Yah…!”

Minato lifted Hazuki’s miniskirt and Serina’s long skirt, revealing black and white underwear.

“W-Wait! You still want to see panties?”

“I thought we were in the chest phase…”

“No, I mean, yeah, I want to see panties, but I’m not the only one—you both do too, don’t you?”

“Huh…?”

“W-Well…”

Hazuki froze, and Serina looked slightly surprised.

“To go further, don’t you both want to see each other in the maid outfits you’re wearing? Hazuki wants Serina to wear hers, and Serina wants Hazuki to wear hers.”

“N-No way. I don’t…”

“…Sorry. I did kind of think that.”

Serina glanced at Hazuki before speaking.

“When I brought maid materials and the outfit to Minato-kun’s place, I was hoping to get Aoi-san to try it on… but I hesitated and couldn’t say it.”

“Get me to wear it? No way I’d suit something so pure…”

“You’d totally suit it! Aoi-san, your brown hair, model-like height, and striking features—unlike my Japanese vibe, you’re perfect for it! The miniskirt looks great, but this classical style suits you even more!”

“W-Wait, hold on, Ruka…!”

Serina gripped Hazuki’s hand tightly, her eyes sparkling as she gazed at her.

Her admiration for maids seemed to grow stronger—

She was determined to see Hazuki in a classical long-skirt maid dress.

“Ugh… Honestly, I kinda want to see Ruka in a miniskirt maid outfit too~ And peek at your panties from below.”

“You’ve said that before, Hazuki…”

Hazuki had mentioned wanting to peek at Serina’s panties before.

She’d said even girls are curious about other girls’ panties.

“I’ll wear a miniskirt or show you my panties! So please, let me design your maid outfit, Aoi-san!”

“Y-You’re so assertive now, Ruka. Totally… not holding back.”

“Isn’t that what you wanted, Hazuki?”

“It feels a bit off-track… but fine. If Ruka stops being so polite, that’s good, and I get to see her in a miniskirt maid outfit.”

“Exactly.”

Minato nodded firmly.

“I want to see Hazuki in a long-skirt maid outfit and Serina in a miniskirt one!”

“You’re the most eager, Minato.”

“You’re even more excited than me, Minato-kun…”

The true desires of Hazuki and Serina—the truth was out.

But beyond that truth, Minato had his own desires.

“Anyway—please do it with me in your maid outfits!”

“Your focus totally shifted, Minato… Ahh.”

“S-Minato-kun… It’s fine, but you still need to choose… Mmm ♡”

Hazuki kissed Minato, followed by Serina pressing her lips to his.

Minato faced the two maid girls, kissing them passionately.

At the same time, he groped their exposed chests and slipped his hands under their skirts—

“Ahh, mm… Idiot… Mmm ♡ You love maids too much…”

“Mmm, under my skirt… Ah, if you do that… ♡”

“I’ve held back this long—I can’t anymore…!”

Minato sucked Hazuki’s nipple, his hand moving under Serina’s skirt, then kissed them again, their tongues entwining.

“Idiot, geez… We just solved the problem, and you’re already like this…”

“But this might just be our style… ♡”

Minato fiercely kissed the two beautiful maid girls, sliding his hands under the miniskirt and long skirt, caressing their thighs and moving upward.

But suddenly, he stopped.

The issue was resolved, and rather than continuing like this—

“G-Geez… Stopping like that is even more embarrassing…?”

“T-This size is a bit off…”

Five minutes later—

Minato, who’d briefly left the classroom, returned.

Before him were still two maid girls.

But—

“Whoa… This is probably my first time wearing such a long skirt.”

“It’s my first time in such a short skirt… Aoi-san, how do you manage this…?”

Yes, Hazuki and Serina had swapped maid outfits.

Hazuki wore the long-skirt maid dress, while Serina was in the miniskirt maid outfit.

Hazuki had even braided her hair into pigtails, while Serina let her hair down naturally.

“I’m about five centimeters taller, but it fits… Though my chest is a bit tight.”

“It’s not too loose… but this skirt’s length is just… T-The panties could show so easily.”

“…”

Hazuki’s outfit was slightly small, Serina’s a bit big, but as they said, both seemed to fit.

“You both look great in those too.”

“R-Really? Doesn’t this refined outfit look weird on me?”

“No, Aoi-san, you’re perfect for the classical maid style!”

Hazuki nervously lifted her skirt’s hem, while Serina’s eyes sparkled as she gazed at her.

It seemed Serina was more focused on Hazuki’s long-skirt maid look than her own embarrassment in the miniskirt.

“Alright, I’ve decided. We’ll do both maid café styles. Split the classroom in half, decorate one side British and the other party-style… Or maybe switch styles between morning and afternoon. That’d mean designing decorations to be easily swapped. Use boards to section off part of the room, store spare curtains and signs inside, and we can change setups quickly.”

“So on festival day, I’ll see Aoi-san in a long-skirt maid outfit?! Minato-kun, that’s brilliant!”

“Hey, don’t decide without me!”

“No good?”

“Is it not okay?”

“…You guys know I can’t say no when you gang up on me!” Though Hazuki complained, she didn’t seem intent on refusing.

Minato was convinced this was the best solution. It was simple—if they couldn’t choose a maid café style, do both. “I want to see Hazuki in a miniskirt and a long skirt, and Serina in a long skirt and a miniskirt!”

“I’m totally okay with it. And I can show this to Aoi-san…”

Serina lifted her miniskirt, letting Hazuki glimpse her panties.

“Damn, Ruka, you’re super cute… But we look like total idiots.” Though Hazuki occasionally regained her senses, she was clearly satisfied with Serina in a miniskirt.

Whether it was Hazuki, Serina, or Minato, they were all content with the situation. No one lost—there was only joy here. But for these three—there was still more to do.

“Okay, here’s what I’ll say to Hazuki and Serina—I want to see the panties of long-skirt Hazuki and miniskirt Serina!”

“That’s your opening line?!”

Hazuki sharply retorted, while Serina blushed.

“L-Like this… is it okay…?” Serina propped her hands on the table, facing her hips toward Minato.

Lifting her hips slightly revealed the white panties under the miniskirt.

“It’s too embarrassing to face Minato-kun… Please forgive me for turning away…”

“…”

Serina’s back-facing pose, showing her hips, was even more alluring than facing him. Forgive? This was a win for Minato.

The view from the white miniskirt to her soft, firm hips and white panties was irresistible.

“Geez… We were supposed to be competing, so how’d it turn into this?”

“Aoi-san, when I’m with you and Minato-kun, I feel like I can let go of my reservations.”

Serina lifted her skirt higher, showing more of her hips and panties.

“That’s just how I am… I might not open up to Aoi-san that quickly… But with Minato-kun, playing together with you, I feel like I can change. Is that okay?”

Serina, showing her panties to Minato, looked at Hazuki with pleading eyes.

“Ugh, fine, fine! I’ll be more open too! But, Ruka!”

“What?”

“You’ve already changed a lot. Striking such a spicy pose for a guy, showing your panties. The Ruka I knew in middle school could never do that.”

“S-Spicy pose… Geez… ♡”

Though she said “geez,” Serina kept her hips facing Minato.

“I can’t let my friend do something so shameless alone… Minato, you want to see mine too, right?”

“Yeah, show me your panties, Hazuki.”

“You’ve got some nerve saying that so shamelessly every time, Minato.”

Hazuki sighed, then slowly lifted her skirt.

Her healthy, fair thighs came into view, along with a black garter belt.

“This is Ruka’s spare garter belt. First time I’ve worn one.”

“You’re so sexy, Hazuki…”

“I-Idiot!”

Hazuki lowered her head, blushing.

Wearing Serina’s maid dress, striking the same skirt-lifting pose—showing her black panties—Hazuki was equally captivating.

“Miniskirt or long skirt, maid outfits are awesome. So for this maid café, I’m set on doing both party and British styles!”

“Aren’t you being too greedy, Minato…?”

“The festival’s not about real business—it’s about having fun. So what’s wrong with being a little greedy?”

“See, Ruka? That’s Hisa Minato. If you pick up his ‘no need for politeness’ attitude, your personality’ll change fast.”

“That level of shamelessness is just gross…”

“Serina?”

Minato was shocked by such a sharp remark from the usually gentle Serina.

“Just kidding.”

“…”

Serina stuck out her tongue—an action so unlike her.

“Oh, that’s pretty rude, isn’t it? But since we’re already here… maybe I should be even ruder?”

Serina placed her hand on her white panties, slowly pulling them down.

Her firm, elastic hips were half-exposed—

“The rest… Minato-kun, you want to take it off yourself, don’t you?”

“Yeah, I want to.”

“So honest.”

Hazuki let out an exasperated quip.

“Anyway, I’m already pretty rude, so I don’t fit the British style at all. If I mess it up, don’t blame me.”

“Aoi-san, you’re perfect for it… That’s why Minato-kun’s so excited.”

“Minato gets excited over anything he sees. Oh, like this?”

Hazuki said with a sigh, lifting her skirt high with one hand. Then, she slowly slid her black panties down slightly.

“N-Next part… You want to take it off yourself, right, Minato?”

“Yeah, I want to.”

“Your answer’s the same as before, Minato-kun…”

Serina couldn’t help but look exasperated, but Minato was unstoppable.

It felt like the whole point of this had veered wildly off course, yet somehow, it was heading toward the intended outcome. Minato wasn’t sure which it was, but he was serious.

Whether it was about the maid café or mediating his two female friends’ dispute.

“In the end, neither of us can say no to Minato’s requests, huh, Ruka?”

“Yeah, because I like Minato-kun…”

““Huh?””

Minato and Hazuki let out simultaneous gasps.

Serina’s words were so easy to misinterpret—they hit like a bombshell.

“I don’t have many female friends, but I do have a few… but Minato-kun’s my only male friend… I’m surprised myself how much I like you…”

“…Oh, that’s what you meant.”

“That gave me a shock…”

Minato and Hazuki exchanged glances, sharing a wry smile.

How could a talented and beautiful girl like Serina like him romantically?

Minato genuinely believed that, feeling it was enough for her to like him as a friend.

So, there was something he had to say.

“Hazuki, Serina, I like you both too.”

“Huh?! S-Minato, what are you blabbering about?!”

“Minato-kun… L-Like, as in…”

Minato stepped closer to them—

His hands slid over the thighs of Hazuki and Serina, who were still holding up their skirts.

“Ah…”

“Yah… ♡”

“So, I want to stay close with both Hazuki and Serina forever. But we’ll fight sometimes, or disagree. That’s what friends do.”

In the end, this whole mess started because Serina was too polite with her friends. And Hazuki couldn’t stand her being overly polite.

But as long as the three of them played together like this, problems would naturally resolve. Because they were friends who all liked each other.

“It’s fine if we fight or compete. I might end up fighting with Hazuki or Serina, right?”

“Hm… Maybe. You can be too much sometimes, Minato.”

“Sometimes Minato-kun doesn’t play along with us…”

Both beautiful girls glared at Minato sharply.

“If we fight, the three of us can make up like this. As long as it’s with Hazuki and Serina, I’m good for as many times, as long as it takes. And while we’re at it, the fight stops mattering.”

“Sounds nice, but you’re the only one getting the sweet deal!”

“I-I’ll… get something out of it too…”

“I’m only agreeing because I’m too soft, and you’re my friend, Minato!”

Though Hazuki and Serina had different takes, both let Minato have his way.

“So for the maid café, let’s do both what Hazuki wants and what Serina wants. We’ll all have fun together.”

“That’s just Minato wanting to do it with both of us…”

“But compared to just two of us having fun… three is even better, right? I want to see more of Aoi-san in a pure maid outfit.”

“…I like seeing Ruka in that sexy maid outfit too, you know?”

“Hm…”

Hazuki replied with a wry smile, while Serina nodded with a beaming smile.

It was a radiant, unprecedentedly beautiful smile.

Minato gazed at that smile—

“Then both of you, put your panties back on and let me see. Oh, Hazuki, lift your skirt too.”

“Tch, this guy’s demands… L-Like this?”

“This skirt’s so short, you can see even without lifting…”

“Your panties are amazing as always… Anyway, Hazuki, Serina.”

After giving both a light kiss—

“W-What?! ♡”

“Whatever you want… Just say it ♡”

“Do it with me once while wearing panties, once with them half-off… then twice each in your maid outfits!”

“You’re too greedy!”

Hazuki complained but hopped onto the table.

“Do it with panties on first? Geez… Fine, but at least kiss me.”

“Oh, right. Minato-kun, could you wait a sec?”

“Hm?”

Serina leaned toward Hazuki on the table—

“Mmm… ♡”

“Mmph!”

Chuu… She kissed Hazuki.

“Hey, Ruka, what’re you doing?”

“T-This is a makeup kiss… Kissing between friends… No problem, right?”

“It’s fine, but let me in on it.”

“…Now that I think about it, the three of us have kissed a ton. Why am I even surprised?”

Hazuki seemed exasperated at her own reaction.

It was probably her first time experiencing a kiss between girls. Minato wasn’t into yuri, but his heart raced a bit. No, maybe more than a bit.

“Kiss again… Then let me join.”

“This guy found a new game! Fine, I like you guys too!”

“Okay ♡”

Serina nodded and gave Hazuki another light kiss.

Minato wrapped his arms around Hazuki’s shoulders and Serina’s waist, kissing them like he was licking their lips, their tongues soon entwining.

“This doesn’t seem like just four times…”

“Minato, four times each is eight total.”

“That might not even stop me.”

“Seriously? You’re unstoppable!”

“For making up… I’m good for as many times as it takes ♡”

Serina lightly kissed Minato’s lips.

Their way of making up was bizarre, but it suited Minato and his two female friends perfectly.

Minato embraced the slender figures of the two girls, savoring their lips—

Deeply feeling that harmony between friends was the most important thing.