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It was the cultural festival for Sarayashiki Jr. High and Kore had been pulled into one of the classes for the maid cafe they were running for their classroom because the girl who was supposed to dress up conveniently caught a cold.
"Ugh this is so dumb..... At least I only gotta be here for another thirty minutes t'ill I can di—Y-Yusuke!?" Oh no. No, no no no!! He was the last person she wanted to see her wearing this stupid getup! How'd he find out? Did that moron Kazuma spill the beans? "I thought you were ditchin' today!"
‘I figured someone like you would’a least shown up because some of the girls are actually gonna be dressed as maids.’
Those words Kuwabara spoke did sound pretty nice, and so, he figured he would show up to show appreciation for his culture by participating. Still…Kore being in a dress would have been so much better, but alas B’s and C’s were never bad on a report card and so the thug traverse through the many booths.
“Huh, they even have fortune telling.” He spoke under his breath as he continues traversing through the school, Yusuke’s own reputation had..changed slightly. There were still students scared of him but most of them just see him as a lazy student and there were the nerds who saw him as their misunderstood protector, as they were smart enough to know the students who do receive a Urameshi beatdown were bullies and other miscreants.
Though when he arrived at the maid booth he was surprised to see there were D’s in his future and in the best way possible. “Damn, Kore?? I didn’t know they got you in this shindig too? Don’t worry about whether I’m skippin’ ‘r not that’s not yer line when adressin’ me. I think the word yer lookin’ for is Master.”
