Because I still adore Ouran uwu
Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran High School Host Club, or any of the songs in this fanfiction. I only own Sora Kawashima and other OC's
By the way IDK if this is clear but this Ouran fanfiction takes place in more current times. Not back in the early 2000's. No flip phones :(((((
Please enjoy!
Chapter Three/ The Grade School Host is the Naughty Type!
It's been two weeks since second-year student, Sora Kawashima, became the 'first' female member of Ouran Academy's elite host club. It was actually a pretty seamless transition for the girl.
First off, Tamaki and the others welcomed Sora into their club with open arms, much to her surprise. The twins were giddy to have someone to, quote, "mess with constantly" and Sora gladly welcomed the challenge, happy to humble the two whenever necessary. Turns out, Mr. Kawashima had it wrong. Tamaki seemed to have not one single negative thought in his head at all, and he definitely had none pertaining to the Kawashima's.
Despite not needing to be in this club for her dads/business sake, Sora decided to stay. Call her crazy, but she had a strangely good feeling about these dudes. Besides, the whole hosting/waitress* thing was pretty fun
First off, everyone was shocked having found out that Sora was actually pretty popular among the female students, and even more surprised to find that she actually got guests of her own during club meetings. The girls talked to Sora about the boys in the club, the other boys at Ouran, and other sorts of gossip Sora and her customers enjoyed discussing.
As much as she doesn't want to admit it, Sora actually likes being in the host club. And to the surprise of all, her favorite part of being in the host club is-
"The costumes!" Sora explains, picking up a long beige robe and examining it "I love the Arabian theme, boss!"
Haruhi sweat-drops as she watches Sora and Tamaki giddily admire the Arabian attire for today's session. Haruhi has actually grown quite fond of Sora, but was dismayed by how well Sora gets along with Tamaki. After all, Tamaki really didn't need another person giving him any more bright ideas. Haruhi takes the beige robe, which is her costume for today, out of Sora's hands and goes to put it on. Sora's costume, a dark purple belly dancer outfit with a red fez to accompany it, was soon on Sora's body.
"Sora-Chan~ you must be excited!" Honey points out, tugging slightly on the loose skirt of her costume "You changed so quickly!"
"I love cosplay, I think it's absolutely to die for!" Sora squeals, placing her hand on her cheeks in excitement. Hikaru, who had snuck up on her, scoffed behind her "Sounds like we have an otaku on our-"
She puts a hand over his mouth, "I'm not gonna let someone who looks like peanuts-kun* ruin my fun todayyyy~" Sora sings, twirling around Hikaru, "No no nooo~!"
Hikaru holds in a small chuckle, "You know-"
Suddenly, Kyoya claps twice as a hush falls over the music room. The clapping itself wasn't that loud or surprising, but since it was Kyoya clapping, everyone knew to take that as a hint to calm down and be quiet. "Five minutes everyone." He says, tone calm but slightly unamused. All the hosts quickly got into place in front of the door, just as it starts to slowly open
"Oh wow that was quick" Sora whispers, placing her hands on her hips like she was told. The door fully opens and all the hosts take a quick breath before saying their introduction "Welcome to the Ouran host club!" They say in unison with smiles on each of their faces. However, instead of the usual crown of excited girls, they were met with a different kind of customer.
"A kid?" Sora asks, bending over and squinting as if to get a better look at the little boy standing at the door
"…Not only that, but it's just a boy." The twins finish together, shrugging in unison. Tamaki was unfazed by everyone's surprise and chose to remain in character, "What's wrong little boy? Did you come to my palace in search of something?"
The little boys' eyes remained locked onto Tamaki, "Are you the king of this place?" Tamaki flinched slightly, and started chuckling dreamily. Sora examined the club leader with worried eyes "Uh, guys? Why is Tamaki acting like a creep just 'cause the kid called him king?"
"It's better not to ask" Haruhi responded with an annoyed tone. Tamaki took so long to respond that the boy repeated his question, causing Tamaki to usher him forward with a finger.
"Come closer, little lost one~" He whispered as the boy hesitantly moves forward "What did you just call me?"
"King?"
"AHHHHH, yes! I am the king! King of Ouran High School host club! Long live the king!
[Happy since no one else ever calls him that]
As Tamaki was rambling, the other host club members had moved forward to the young student to examine him up close. He has short brown hair and a grumpy, confused expression on his otherwise-cute face. Haruhi tilts her head, "What brings you to the host club little guy?"
"I'm an elementary fifth-year... Shiro Takaoji!" The boy dramatically proclaims, which causes Sora to snort at his serious demeanor. She hides her laugh into her hands as the little boy goes on, "I want the host club king to take me on as an apprentice!"
Sora turns around to try to hide her laughter even more as the remaining members stay deadpan at the young boy's demand. This kid seemed so... tough. Too tough for the host club. Tamaki blushes and holds his cheeks in his hands.
Tomorrow, the host club temporarily gains a ninth member
Sora just can not get the fifth-year elementary student out of her head. The fact that the little boy was so serious about learning how to flirt with girls was one thing; but the fact that little Takaoji remained focused on Tamaki's intimate session with his guest just made this whole scenario even more funny to Sora. She whips her head around back towards her own guests, having spent too much time watching Tamaki and his 'apprentice' in action.
"Sorry about that guys! I just think that kid is super cute!" Sora exclaims, rubbing the back of her head apologetically. Her two guests smiled back at her understandingly.
Sora's two loyal guests were second-year Nao and first-year Karen. Nao Kishinuma has long, wavy light brown hair with sharply cut bangs (and a matching set of thick eyebrows) and red-brown eyes to match. Karen Abe has wavy, auburn hair tied into pigtails that reach her shoulders and chocolate brown eyes. Both girls became fans of Sora after the infamous Sora vs Hitachiin twins fiasco and were elated to find Sora as the new member of the host club.
Nao peeks at the young boy by Tamaki's side, "He's a cute kid but I gotta wonder why he came to Tamaki for romance-tips?" Nao shrugged, "Wouldn't it serve him better to ask someone with a, you know, actual girlfriend for help?"
"That's what I thought too, but Shiro-chan probably just thinks he should get his help from such a famous ladies-man rather than any old guy with a girlfriend."
Karen sticks her tongue out, feigning disgust "Why would a kid want to be a man-whore?" She asks, causing Sora to laugh. Nao joins along the laughter right before her phone timer goes off. "Ah! Sorry to cut this short today Sora, but me and Karen have to get going since the light-music club wants us to come early today!" Sora waves her off, "No problem Nao! I'll see you guys tomorrow!" Sora says, laughing at Karen's annoyed grunts as Nao pulls her up.
The two girls make their way out of the music room, "Keep me updated on that kid!" Karen calls out behind her. Sora shoots her a thumbs-up just as Kyoya and Haruhi approach her.
"I'm glad to see you getting along with your customers so well, Sora." Kyoya says, giving Sora a small smile. Sora winks happily in response, "Just doing my job Ootori-San! But don't worry about me…"
Sora turns her head towards Tamaki and his apprentice, "Shouldn't we all be worried about that mess over there?"
"Don't you guys think it's weird he's making that kid observe him up close like that?" Haruhi asked, sweat-dropping at the sight of Tamaki and his guest, Tsubaki, flirting in front of the sixth grader. Sora nods, but Kyoya simply stares back in response, "Well... there is a theory that people are more beautiful the closer they are viewed. Tamaki just lives his life by that theory, no harm in that, is there?"
"You look more like the carp that swim in the pond at my home! I'd never give false compliments like that!"
Sora and Haruhi go white from shock, watching the sixth grade boy absolutely tear apart Tamaki's guest. After a few moments of Tamaki trying (and failing) to comfort her, the girl runs off in tears calling Tamaki an "idiot". Before any other girl can get herself hurt by the elementary student, Sora quickly skips up to the host club prince and his new, sassy 'apprentice'. Sora bends down, trying to be eye level with the boy
"Wow I gotta admit, kid" Sora winks at Shiro with a playful smile on her face "You're a lot more vicious than you look!" Shiro blankly stares, looking Sora up and down for a moment right before saying-
"Why is there a hot girl in a host club….? You have nice boobs" The boy states, ignoring Sora's greeting and sending Tamaki in an even bigger state of fury. Sora goes stone-stiff in shock and quickly scrambles further away from the boy, crossing her arms over her chest.
Though now so shocked she can't bring herself to even think coherent sentences, Sora contemplates putting on a sweater or something. Before she could do so, the twins approach the three in laughter
"What a nice apprentice you got there boss!" Kaoru exclaims with Hikaru chuckling in agreement. Sora recovers from her initial shock and awkwardly pats Tamaki's shoulder, "W-well I'll give the kid one thing, he at least was capable of complimenting me... Sorta. Since her though I was 'hot'"
"Well statistically speaking-" Hikaru mutters, with a smirk fresh on his face "Someone eventually had to.."
"I HEARD THAT!" Sora shouts, marching up to her least favorite Hitachiin twin, triggering another argument between the two.
While the twins kept Sora preoccupied, Honey and Mori had approached the young boy, only to be treated with disrespect from him as well. Kyoya, disinterested in the idea of messing with the child at all, remained at his earlier spot, but was starting to usher guests out of the music room. Finally, after mustering up some courage to do so, Haruhi approaches the riled up Shiro with the tea platter in hand.
Unfortunately for Haruhi, the elementary-aged boy had something to say about everybody
"Is everything alright?" Haruhi asks "I know... It must be hard with all these weirdos around he-"
"Are you a cross dresser?"
The twins, Sora, and Tamaki quickly surround the now-silent Haruhi, frantically trying to change the topic from Shiro's question.
Sora wraps her arms around Haruhi's neck, "Wow~ Haru-KUN you sure are manly and handsome today!"
The twins nod in agreement and pat Haruhi on the head, "Super macho!" they say in unison while Tamaki covers Shiro's eyes. The four all laugh awkwardly together while praising Haruhi's manliness
[The committee to assert that Haruhi is a boy]
"ENOUGH OF THIS!" Shiro squeals, stomping down a foot. His outburst causes the five host near him to release the poses they were in and focus their attention onto the young, angry boy. "I didn't come here to look at some stupid twins flirt with some girl, or look at a crossdresser, or to be treated like some sort of baby! I came here to learn how to make women happy! Don't waste my time!"
Tamaki, trying to remain unfazed by Shiro's outburst, crosses his arms, "You'll never get anywhere with that attitude...I took you on as my apprentice because I thought you were serious about becoming a host... I guess I was wrong.."
"I am serious—totally serious!" The boy pleads, running up to Sora. He slightly tugs on the bottom of Sora's uniform "Please can you convince him to help me? I'm running out of time!"
'Aaaaand he's got her' all other hosts (minus Tamaki) in the room think in unison watching as tears swell in Sora's now-dazzling eyes, with her picking Shiro up and pressing his face against her own.
[A sucker for kids]
"Pleeeeease give him a second chance Tamaki! He needs you to help him, boss! You're a real genius at hosting!"
The air around Tamaki goes faster as rose petals sway past him, matching his charming yet surprised aura.
[Genius?]
Tamaki purrs in delight, wrapping his arms around himself "While Shiro may be a brat, I admire his determination and desire to become a real host! I'll help him!"
"Sho… You'wr 'onna hep me 'ake women 'appy?" Shiro asked, words slurring due to Sora still rubbing his face against her own in delight.
Tamaki nods, "Of course. Making women happy is the sole purpose of a host. But if this is what you truly want, Shiro, you're gonna have to learn how to use the material you already have." Sora places the confused Shiro back down on the floor
"..What?"
Kyoya coldly stands in the background, white light around him, causing him to look intimidating. "You see, Shiro, here at the Ouran Host Club our policy is to use our individual personalities to meet the needs of our guests. For example, a lady may find herself wanting to be treated well... almost like a princess, no? That young lady will find comfort in Tamaki, our princely type"
That cues Tamaki to pose with two white roses in hand
"We also have the strong, silent type.."
Mori looks back slightly, holding up his dark blue rose without much thought. Sora sighs dreamily in a totally platonic, supportive manner*
"…The boy-lolita type"
Honey runs over to Kyoya with Usa-chan and a pink rose on his back, giggling
"…The little devil type"
The twins pose together, arms wrapped around each other with an orange rose in Kaoru's hand and a light blue in Hikaru's
"…The bold type"
Sora places a hand on her hips and twirls a lime green rose between her fingers, shooting Shiro another playful wink
Kyoya smoothly lifts up a lavender rose, "And the cool type.. It's all about variety. And now our group is complete with the addition of Haruhi; the natural type."
"…Natural?" Haruhi repeats, pointing to herself in confusion while red roses surround her. "And, wait a minute...shouldn't have you announced my name before Sora-senpai's?"
The other hosts ignore Haruhi's confusion and her question
"It would seem we have a perfect blend of characteristics, so it's going to be difficult to find where Shiro fits." Kyoya's tone is amusing, as if he's not really bothered by the very thing he's saying. Sora hums slightly, leaning closer to the young boy.
"Well we already have one lolita type with Honey-senpai around" Sora rubs her chin in thought, as Honey-senpai tears up at the thought of being replaced by Shiro. Suddenly, an iconic burst of laughter erupts from the floor
A powerful motor rumbled as the floors off the music room started shaking. Renge spirals out of the ground, not taking one breath before complaining about the host club's "lackluster character analysis" Sora and Haruhi sweat-drop at the sudden appearance of the club manager. Haruhi is still experiencing culture shock and Sora, while now used to Ouran's strange side, feels a bit awkward around Renge since Sora was not yet back from Korea when the club first met the otaku.
Renge rambles on and on, causing Shiro to start losing more and more patience with each word she says. After a brief rant about "Shota fans" Renge comes to the conclusion that the boy's-
"The naughty type! No doubt!"
Shiro backs up against a wall, surprised by the stupid behavior these high schoolers are all exhibiting.
[The naughty type]
Renge blows a whistle and starts Shiro's training. Sora just examines the erratic behavior of both the first-year girl and sixth grade boy with a smile resting on her face. Though Shiro is playing along he almost looks… sad? Sora tilts her head in confusion
"What's up, senpai?"
Sora looks behind her to see Kaoru smiling at her. Hikaru was still grouped together with the other host watching Renge train the new "naughty type". Sora leans in closer to Kaoru, making sure the other host didn't see or hear her "Don't you think the kid's getting upset?" She whispers. Kaoru raises an eyebrow, "I mean.. yeah, but he is getting what he asked for... One way or another."
"Kaoru, do you really think this toddler wants to be a host?" Sora shakes her head to answer her own question, "There's more to this kid than we think!"
Kaoru shrugs, looking back at Tamaki's apprentice "Maybe…But, who knows? He-"
"UGH I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU PEOPLE!" Shiro shouts while still on the floor. Kaoru and Sora exchange a look, both slightly amused by the ironic timing. His voice trembles, "None of this is ever gonna help me make her happy!"
"..Who's her?" Haruhi mumbles to herself
Shiro runs off without another word as the host club stare at him in surprise. Without him getting far from out the door, Sora runs after him "Wait a minute, Shiro!" She called out, letting the door slam close behind her. Renge shakes her head in disbelief.
"I swear... younger boys are good for nothing" She muses while spiraling back down into the floor "I went through all that trouble of coaching him just for him to quit!" Once Renge was out of sight, Tamaki joined in on the feeling of disbelief as well. "I can't believe he just ditched us 'cause he didn't like the lesson.. What a selfish little brat!"
"There aren't many people who'd enjoy that kind of lesson" Haruhi responded matter-of-factly "And besides, weren't you listening to what he was saying? He told Sora-senpai he's 'running out of time' and kept talking about making a 'her' happy... I think this was all about a girl"
Back in the day, Sora was actually a pretty athletic girl. She never played any sports in middle school, but she ate healthily, and once she moved to South Korea, she was working out every single day and dieting every month. Her transition back to Japan was hectic and caused her to lose track of her active lifestyle. Though still thin and still trying to not eat junk every day, Sora was now extremely-
"…Out…of..shape" She pants, collapsing once Shiro had finally run all the way back to Ouran's elementary school buildings.
Reluctantly, Shiro stops in his tracks and walks back towards the spot the second-year high schooler collapsed. She catches her breath with a smile on her face, giving Shiro a gentle look. Sora backs against a wall with her knees up to her chest and pats down next to her to motion for Shiro to do the same. He, albeit reluctantly, obliges and sits down with the hostess.
Sora smiles, "I can't believe you got me to chase you for thirteen whole minutes! You-"
"Why did you chase me here anyways?" Shiro interrupts grumpily without even looking at Sora. He keeps his gaze at the floor, expression angry. Sora, though slightly annoyed by the young boy's interrupting-habit, smiles back at the boy
"I'm sorry, Shiro." Sora says with sincerity in her voice "You feel like we weren't taking you seriously and you actually came to Tamaki- to us- for help." Sora rests her chin onto her knees, "..And I don't believe you actually want to be a host so what's actually wrong?"
For a moment, Shiro glares up at Sora with rage on his small face. His lip trembles for a moment before relaxing completely, a sad look replacing the one of anger that was present just a moment ago. Shiro hides his face into his hands, "It's Hina! She's moving away to Germany a-and I just... I need…" His voice fades as he finishes his sentence, not feeling comfortable enough to keep going.
Sora simply stared at the boy for a few moments but slowly her expression transitions from that of shock to happiness.
"Shiro-kun! If you just need to make one girl happy we can help you do that!" Sora clasps her hands together and jumps up "Oh wow~ how cute! Don't worry, kid, we're gonna help you get the girl!"
"Yeah!" a small voice exclaims
Both Sora and her sixth grade companion turn to look at none other than a kindergarten student. Whoops. Forgot about the whole 'rain to the elementary school building thing'
Sora lets out a small laugh and shakes her head. "I should head back and tell the others. Don't worry Shiro, we'll help you get the girl!" She teases with a playful wink
Before Shiro could even reply, the same kindergartener pointed a finger at Sora, "You're flirting with a boy! Are you a pervert?" The little blonde girl asks
The fact that any kid would think she would prey on a sixth grade boy shot an arrow into Sora's chest. Other elementary students around the three look back at high school girl with weird expressions on each of their faces, causing Sora to go into a fit of nervous laughter
"AHAHAHA on that note-" Sora shoos away the laughing girl and points at Shiro, "YOU! Go play with friends or…whatever; the Ouran Host Club we'll get back to you before it's too late!"
Shiro's eye twitches in annoyance, but he nods and listens to the girl nonetheless, turning back around and running off in the opposite direction. Sora takes his lead runs off, trying to escape the judgmental eyes of the elementary students. After a few moments, Sora runs into an empty elementary school classroom to catch her breath and texts the other
"Okay, whew, it looks like I'm good he-"
Sora's eye twitches as her gut tells her to turn around. Hesitantly, she cracks her neck in order to turn her head fully around. The sight of her fellow host club members (two of which were dressed in elementary school uniforms) was certainly not a sight for sore eyes. The eight simply stare at each other in silence for a few moments. After ten long, awkward seconds, Sora is the one to break it.
"... God you guys look creepy…"
Haruhi deadpans in response to Sora's honesty and simply stares back at the other members in irritation. "If you guys were all just going to barge in here, why did we have to wear these stupid disguises?" She asks. Sora raises an eyebrow, "I didn't know you guys were going to go under cover.. since it was pretty unnecessary to do so."
Haruhi's exasperated sigh spoke for her as the honor student sat down, giving up on the whole operation. Sora smiled at her, before turning her focus onto Tamaki "I ran after Shiro. He's just upset his friend is moving abroad, and wants to be someone special to her before they're apart."
Tamaki nods "I figured... but how can we-"
"What are all of you doing in here?" Shiro demands, standing at the door "Kawashima and I talked just fine but you idiots need to leave!" He stomps his foot down in anger. Unfortunately for him, a picture of Shiro playing the piano with a little girl catches Tamaki's eye just before the sixth grade boy marches up the host club. "Can't you hear? I said I waAAAAAAAA-" Tamaki slings Shiro over his shoulders, walking out of the empty classroom with Shiro's protests falling on deaf ears.
The other hosts follow him without a word
"Seriously—what is your problem you idiots!?"
Shiro was slammed down into one of couches, looking up the host club in shock and anger. Tamaki returns the angry glare back to Shiro, "I'm sorry but the only idiot around here is you!"
The young boy stares at his former mentor in shock. Poor thing wasn't used to people shouting back at him.
"You said you wanted me to teach you how to make women happy, but that's not it, is it? You're not concerned with any woman, you've got your eyes set on one woman in particular.. That lovely young lady you were playing the piano with in the photo!" Shiro jumps up at the accusation but makes no noise to deny it.
Sora places a hand on her cheek, "She's 'Hina', isn't she?" Sora asks, "And she's moving to Germany soon, right?"
Shiro looks down and sadly nods in response
Tamaki's shoulders sink at the revelation, "Unfortunately, there's nothing I can do about that. Listen, Shiro, making a woman happy may be the job of a host, but you must express what is truly in your heart! You must tell her how you feel!"
"Yeah!" Honey exclaims, pumping a tiny fist up into the air
Shiro's eyes are wide, but he lets his head fall down onto his chest "It's no use.. I've run out of time." His voice trembles a bit "I just wanted to hear her play before she left for good.. That's all."
"The piece music club members of your grade are required to learn is Mozart's Sonata in D major for two pianos, no?" Tamaki asks. Shiro's eyes go wide again at Tamaki's knowledge just as his mentor walks over to a large curtain, quickly tugging the curtain open revealing the grand piano.
Haruhi sweat drops at the sight, "Wait a minute.. Since when is there a grand piano in here?"
"Well this is a music room, after all-"
"-So why wouldn't there be a piano?"
"This is a music room, after all.."
"It is a music room."
"It's always been there we just had it covered up"
Haruhi felt her fingers twitch as each of the members kept talking to her so matter-of-factly. Looking for any backup, Haruhi makes eye contact with Sora. Sora gives Haruhi a look
"Haru... Every music room has a piano."
Haruhi's eye twitches in annoyance. Sora fits right in.
Tamaki had taken a seat on the piano bench with a blank expression on his face. He lefts his hands for a moment but the quickly crashes them down to begin the musical piece. All those in the room listened to the music and let it touch their hearts in their own way
-One week later-
The sixth grade Hina Kamishiro grips the invitation in hand in order to make sure she had the location right. She hesitantly opens the music room door, hoping and praying she hasn't been messed with. Just before she can really doubt herself, seven handsome boys in white suits and one high school girl in a short, white sundress greet her at the entrance.
"Welcome princess! We've been waiting!"
The light and the beauty nearly brought tears to the girl's eyes but, as if that weren't enough, the blond boy takes Hina's hand gently into his own.
"I present to you.. Shiro Takaoji's private piano recital" He hums, motioning towards the smiling Shiro. Hina blushes shyly
Tamaki pulls out a chair next to the second piano, "If you please…"
"…Let's play together, Hina" Shiro finishes with a gentle tone
Without any hesitation at all the young girl skips up and starts playing with her closest friend. The host club listens to the two play together with a smile on each of their faces. Sora stands besides the twins, but her eyes remained on the sight of the two happy grade school students.
"We did a good thing." Tamaki states quietly
Haruhi looks up at the host club president with a smile. "He loves with all his heart... So I guess that's one way Shiro takes after you, senpai."
Sora watches the interaction between her classmate and her friend. The music and the soft speech between Haruhi and Tamaki causes overdramatic tears to swell in Sora's eyes. Dramatically, she gets in between the Hitachiin twins and hugs both of their arms. Hikaru and Kaoru both jump at the second year's sudden movements.
"Awww I'm in such a good mood!" She nuzzles her face into Hikaru's arm, causing the older twin to blush slightly "I just might forgive you two morons!" The twins don't respond, allowing Sora to just refocus her attention back to Shiro. Kaoru watches his brother carefully, and smirks at the sight of an embarrassed Hikaru.
[10 Days Later]
"So you've been exchanging emails with Hina every day since she's moved?" Haruhi tried to hide the astonishment from her voice. After all.. No matter how talented Shiro is he is still a brat.
"Yeah more or less" Shiro shrugs, with roses surrounding his face in a way all-too familiar to Haruhi "I like her... but she can get pretty jealous for an elementary school girl. She'd be super upset if she knew I was with you ladies so let's keep this our little secret."
The girls crowded around Shiro, including Sora, all squealed at the boy's words. The hosts all grew annoyed at the sight, especially when the girls all started kissing his cheeks.
"You brat...Those are my guests!"
Shiro shoots Tamaki a casual glance over his shoulder, "I guess they found someone they like more... It was so easy to steal your guest and your hostess." The air around Shiro grows even flashier, "I guess there's a new host king in town."
Haruhi watched the scene play out with an annoyed expression. Tamaki lunged after the boy as the twins tried to keep their club president under control. Haruhi sighs, unamused by Tamaki's overreaction "Something tells me that Shiro and senpai really do have a lot in common. I bet senpai was a spoiled brat when he was younger too."
"I WAS NOT A SPOILED BRAT! I WAS A SWEET, ADORABLE, PRECIOUS CHILD!"
Shiro simply looks behind him and puts up a playful peace-sign
-Chapter End-
*Because Sora has the fewest consistent guests, she has the most free time in the club. So she goes around refilling drinks/snacks and chit-chatting in a manner similar to that of a waitress.
*Peanuts-kun is a japanese mascot that looks like a peanut. Sora is basically saying Hikaru has a weird shaped head
*It's not a serious crush at all, Sora just thinks Mori senpai is hot. She's not the type to catch feelings for anyone through looks tho, dw.
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In case no one has caught on, I based Sora's two guest off of Karen Hojo and Nao Kamiya from IdolMaster. I stay using idolmaster girls as faceclaims lol
Fun facts of the day about Sora:
-There are five Kawashima siblings: (In order from oldest youngest —) Keito Kawashima (boy), Minato Kawashima (boy), Sora and Shouta Kawashima, Kai Kawashima (girl)
Guest- Haha don't worry! This story will stay strictly Sora/Hitachiin based! Thanks for the review love!
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^look that up to be able to visualize Sora! She's such a girlboss ugh love her