Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 27 27. "Uniform"

"A handsome guy who cheats, or an ugly guy who doesn't cheat, which one would you rather date?"

In the starry shop, Mami tilted her head and asked. This happened in the afternoon.

"Eh? It's too difficult to choose." Jiuyuan Weilai said in an embarrassed tone, frowning in confusion and lost in thought.

"Hmm... an ugly guy who won't cheat, right? It's better to be loyal to someone in love, like Rinone-san."

Linyin had the account book spread out on the table and was counting the accounts. When she heard the question, she said without looking up, "I can't do any of them."

Asami nodded slightly in agreement, "Me too."

"If you had a third answer, you should have said it earlier!" Kuon Mirai protested with a puffed face. Asami was clearly enjoying her reaction, her smile wickedly curved into a mischievous smile.

The newly installed speakers in the store were playing jazz music. A few tables away, Masumi listened to the clear chirping of birds as they played, which sounded like the joyful singing of birds. There was an indescribable sense of distance, giving people the illusion of floating in the water.

He swiped his finger across the screen of his phone, flipping through the pages of a light novel website. It was a light novel recommended to him by Mami, "The Lies of My Tsundere Childhood Sweetheart Can't Be Redeemed," and the content lived up to the title's allure: a rather heartbreaking story.

The story of two people who can't be honest with each other and cannot heal because of lies.

"If I had been more honest back then, would my ending have changed from that of a loser heroine?"

Masumi sighed for the characters in the story and looked away from the screen. The dazzling white pages made his eyes a little tired. He raised his head and looked around the store.

The newly added green plants and flowers are placed on the floor, which is pleasing to the eyes when your eyes are tired.

The week-long renovation is over, and the tense atmosphere in the store is gone.

The light is bright, the atmosphere is lively, and there are partitions between the guest seats.

The soft afternoon sunlight fills the interior, creating a unique atmosphere unique to the cafe. Even the familiar street, when viewed through the glass window, seems to be covered with a soft and beautiful filter.

"What do you think, Masumi-kun?"

came Asami's questioning voice.

"Sorry, I don't like men." Masumi responded indifferently.

"I can see you weren't listening carefully." Mami let out a mock sigh.

"Our topic has long since changed! The current discussion is about two boys. One is handsome but eccentric, while the other looks a bit absurd but is bright and funny. Who do you think will be more popular?"

What a great question.

Masumi answered without hesitation: "Of course it's the third boy who has outstanding appearance, is sunny and funny."

"Masumi-kun, this answer is unfair. If that's the case, then what's the point of the competition?"

As she said this, she narrowed her beautiful brown eyes slightly, and after thinking for a while, she said, "I think that looks are just a bonus, they don't represent everything about a person."

"A nice, perfect answer. You were very popular in high school, right?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Because male high school students can easily fall in love with someone, especially a girl with a gentle personality. For example, if a boy drops his eraser, he will immediately fall in love with the girl just because she helps him pick it up."

"Huh? That's what happened?" Asami was very interested and then said to Kuon Mirai beside her: "Did you hear that, Mirai? Don't pick up the eraser of a boy you're not interested in."

“…Uh, I see.”

She then turned her gaze back to Masumi, her lips forming a smooth curve.

"That makes perfect sense. Could this be Masumi-kun's self-introduction?"

Asami peered into his expression, trying to find some clues.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in girls with gentle personalities."

"Eh? So what kind do you like? Loli or mature woman? Tsundere or three-no? It seems that high-attack, paper-thin, pure, hot girls are very popular in comics lately."

Just as Masumi was praying for someone to interrupt Asami's rapid-fire questions, her wish came true.

"Everyone——"

A bright voice preceded the chimes, and a girl with emerald eyes appeared in the store. "I'm back, carrying all your anticipation."

"Clang clang!" The mixed-race girl named "Chiai Asahina" shook the paper bag in her hand.

Mami's attention was finally drawn away.

"I've made everyone's uniforms."

She distributed the clothes to the three girls, each with a different color.

"Masumi-san, I made yours too."

"A skirt too?"

"If I knew you liked it so much, I would definitely do it, but unfortunately not this time."

"When you say that, I feel relieved."

A few girls went into the lounge to change, while Masumi took her clothes upstairs to her room to change.

He took the clothes out of the paper bag, which was covered with a plastic bag. Masumi found the opening of the plastic bag and tore it open with his fingers.

Emerging from the bag was a houndstooth pattern western-style lapel jacket, a mocha brown shirt, and loose wide-leg black cropped trousers.

Because the style is loose and soft, the body easily accepts this uniform after putting it on.

The overall style is retro, giving a sense of literary youth.

After changing into his new uniform, he walked down the stairs and returned to the first floor. The girls were still in the lounge. After waiting for a while, they finally came out.

"Eh? This feels good, Masumi-kun. Quite artistic."

"Your outfit looks a bit like a bunjo-themed anime I watched, especially your hairstyle and facial expression."

Asami smiled sweetly, and Masumi was stunned by her uniform.

The girls' uniforms also followed the Daisho style: Mary Jane shoes, a long pleated skirt similar to a hakama, a bow-knotted waist belt, a striped shirt, and a haori on the outside.

The only difference is the color. Mami's is light green, which matches her tall figure and makes her look a bit like a member of the Shinsengumi.

The color of the hotel is lime green, and the color of the hotel is tangerine red. Both are bright and lively colors, which are designed to give guests a relaxing atmosphere without any sense of oppression.

"A Western-style cafe, Japanese sweets, and a fusion of Japanese and Western waiters—this is truly Taisho-style."

Taisho Romance, a dreamy and short-lived era described by literary masters, was named after the literary master Natsume Soseki who first used the loanword "romance".

Coffee shops, jazz, female students, steam locomotives...

The massive influx of Western culture had a huge impact on the traditional culture of the island nation, and the clothing showed the characteristics of "Japanese and Western eclecticism".

The traditional Japanese lapel belt was changed into a Western-style lapel, the kimono was paired with a Western-style top hat and a cane, and the women's kosode was paired with a hakama skirt and a bow tie, and high-heeled leather shoes.

"Because this was the topic I was working on a while ago, and I think the Taisho style would go well with a coffee shop, it might be very popular."

"Thank you, Qianai." Linyin expressed her gratitude to Qianai with her usual cold expression.

Although such an expression could easily be misunderstood as unhappiness, fortunately everyone in Fanxing could understand her frankness beneath her cold appearance.

The shop has a fresh new atmosphere, new uniforms, and a more diverse menu.

The next step is to resume the business of Fanxing.

"Oh—not bad, not bad! Delicious coffee, Japanese sweets, new uniforms, and pretty girl staff!"

"Yeah! That's great! There will be more customers!" Asami cheered with her fists raised.

"Let's have a celebration party tonight."

　Thanks to 怽殇_覃墨 for the reward, thanks to 丽枝擦蜜, Taiyi kneels to you, Mingyue未识清风, cold pork skin for the monthly ticket, thank you all for the recommendation votes and comments, I may not reply to every comment of everyone, but I will read them all

　　
　
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