By the next day, word had definitely spread that a group of girls had asked Yuya to man a kissing booth for the festival. The boy had no less than twenty people asking if he was really doing it. Including a lot of his friends. Shun, Dennis, and Sora had all asked him, and even seemed a bit disappointed when he said he hadn't said yes yet. Though they did seem to cheer up a bit when he said he was still considering it.

"You totally have a harem," Yuri teased the tomato at lunch. "Everyone's hoping you'll agree to man the kissing booth."

"B-but… why?" Yuya protested. Yuri raised an eyebrow. "Because everyone wants to kiss you, of course!~"

"W-wha… why?" Yuya squeaked, blushing brightly. Yuri chuckled. "Because you're adorable! You know, I was always the handsome one, but you were always the cute one!~"

Yuya covered his face with his hands, flustered sounds coming out of his mouth. Yuri giggled and patted his head. "There there, Yuya! You know, you don't have to do it!~"

Yuto raised his eyebrow. "You're the last person I expected to tell him that…" Yuri looked at him in amusement. "As much as I would love a kiss from our cute little tomato, I don't like the thought of sharing him with a bunch of people. I'll share him with you and Yugo, but I don't want to share him with anyone else!"

Yuto sighed. "As much as I hate to agree with Yuri, he's right," he told Yuya, pulling him close for a protective hug. "You can say no."

"Yeah, it's your choice," Yugo agreed. "Don't make yourself say yes just because everyone wants to kiss you. You have every right to say no."

Yuya rested his head on Yuto's chest. "I know," he said quietly. "Thanks, guys."

Yuya was a little distracted during the rest of his classes that day, and didn't take any notes. Yuzu was out sick that day, so he couldn't borrow her notes. But his counterparts were in class with him, and offered him their notes at the end of class, knowing full well that he was too distracted to pay attention in class.

As Yuya was walking to the locker room to change his shoes, he passed the open door of the classroom that the kissing booth girls had talked to him in the day before. He peered inside and saw all five girls chatting. Taking a deep breath, he walked inside.

"Oh, hi Yuya!" one of the girls said when she saw him. "Did you think about our request?"

"Yeah," Yuya said. He took another deep breath and said, "I've decided I'll do it."

The five girls squealed in excitement, hugging the tomato tightly. "Yay! Thank you, Yuya!"