When I found out about the student council president's secret, she became my exclusive maid [Haitus]

Running for a few seconds while holding hands with a fairy who was dressed in a long skirt maid outfit, we stopped at the landing of the staircase. She let her long silver hair flutter and showed me her adorable face.

“Akira-kun, let’s go around the cultural festival together.”

“Uh, well…”

As she suddenly brought me along, I was a bit confused about the situation.

“What about the Student Council?”

When I asked directly, she pouted and replied, “I ran away from there.”

“You ran away ?”

She retorted with a pout, lightly pursing her lips.

“This year was busier than last year, and I was constantly on patrol. Besides, there were some accidents here and there, so I couldn’t even help out in the class.”

“So, in the end, because of the student Council you were too busy, and you couldn’t go to the maid café.”

Though I have a question to ask from her from the moment she appeared here.

“Why are you wearing our class’s maid uniform?”

If she had escaped from a maid café, that would make sense. However, she said she ran away from the Student Council. So, what’s with the maid outfit?

She lightly placed her finger on her lips, pondering for a moment and said,

“It’s a disguise~♪”

Perhaps under the influence of the cultural festival magic, she displayed a playful tone that I wouldn’t usually hear from her.

“A disguise…?”

It’s a poor disguise. There’s no point in not hiding her trademark silver hair, and she actually stands out as a beautiful girl in a maid outfit.

“Then, you’ll be found out immediately.”

“Hehe. You underestimate me, Akira-kun.”

“Aren’t you the one who prohibited us from using our names at school?”

“It’s fine since I’m in disguise.”

I can’t believe the one who made those rules is nonchalantly breaking it.

And then, she spoke in a loud voice, taking out two ribbons from her pocket and tying them in a twin tail.

With practiced movements, she attached the two ribbons, and in no time, her twintails were complete.

“Wow…”

Yuki with silver twintails looked… well… really good. There’s a charm of adulthood amidst her youthfulness that stirs up a man’s heart. She exudes an atmosphere that makes you want to protect her.

“So?”

“Huh…?!”

“Why did you braid your hair into twintails?”

It definitely suits her, and it’s a job change from her usual dignified appearance to a more little sister type atmosphere. If I had to say whether I like it or not, well, I really like this appearance.

She placed her hands firmly on her hips and said while standing in a cool model-like pose.

“It’s the perfect disguise!”

“There is no way that’s true.”

I said, exasperatedly, and she confidently replied, “Don’t worry.”

“There’s more to this plan.”

“What plan…?”

☆☆☆☆☆☆

Although the cultural festival is approaching its final stages, there are still quite a large number of people around. As we walked through the corridors, the people passing by were giving special attention to us, especially to Yuki.

Yuki, the beautiful girl with long silver hair styled in twin tails, is wearing a maid outfit with a long skirt. Her striking appearance captivates everyone’s attention, regardless of their gender.

Students from other schools, in their casual clothes or their own school uniforms, walked by and murmured in awe, “She’s so beautiful…” or “She’s absolutely gorgeous!”

Of course, it’s natural for outsiders to react that way when they see such a fairy-like person, and it’s fine for us to stand out among them.

However, this cultural festival is our school’s event. Naturally, we have many students of our own as well.

“Isn’t that the student council president?”

“Huh? No way, the president in a maid outfit? And what’s with her hairstyle?”

“And she’s walking with a guy. Who’s that?”

Those are the familiar voices of our fellow students.

“Hey, looks like we’ve been found out,” I whispered.

Yuki responded with unwavering confidence, “No need to worry.”

Yuki then took out her smartphone from her pocket and said, “It’s about time.”

In response to her words, the school’s announcement begins over the speakers.

“Ladies and gentlemen, it’s almost past 4:00 PM. The cultural festival will be ending soon. To all of you who visited us—”

The microphone screeched a bit.

“Oops, my bad. I guess they want us to keep the greetings short. Haha. Anyway, we hope you all enjoyed the cultural festival until the very end. On behalf of the school, I, Yuki Oohira, the student council president, would like to give a few words. So, please continue to enjoy the cultural festival.”

It was Yuki’s voice. It seemed like she had orchestrated this broadcast as well, almost as if she had sent it from the broadcasting room. It’s a bit staged, but it works.

“Huh? The president?”

“Then who’s that girl?”

“Isn’t she a stranger?”

“The president doesn’t wear twin tails or a maid outfit, right?”

“Well, she is the president after all.”

Looking at the fellow students who were easily deceived, Yuki smiled mischievously.

“It’s surprisingly easy when you use people’s perceptions and fixed ideas to your advantage,” she explained while raising her finger.

“Since Yuki is a reliable person, she wouldn’t wear a maid outfit. And since Yuki is dignified, she wouldn’t have twin tails. And Yuki wouldn’t walk with a guy. No one has seen her like that before.”

She stood with her arms crossed behind her, taking a step forward.

“During their confusion, they saw someone who looked like Yuki elsewhere. This time, it was only a recorded voice using voice acting, but it worked well with the performance to deceive them.”

She stopped abruptly and looked up at the ceiling.

“I can do this alone. If someone says ‘no,’ the group mentality will make them recognize it as ‘no.’ Of course, it would be impossible to deceive them in a normal situation, but thanks to the festive atmosphere of the cultural festival, it’s possible.”

“Quite the trickster, aren’t you?” I responded, fitting into her worldview.

She looked back at me cutely and said, “I’m just the student council president. That’s all.”

She said it with a hint of sadness, as if there’s a deeper meaning to her words. Then, she cheerfully added, “Alright then,” and encouraged us to enjoy the rest of the cultural festival without worrying about others’ gazes.

☆☆☆☆☆☆

“Welcome. President.”

“They totally saw through us.”

“…Uuu…”

Sitting beside, Yuki’s face turned bright red as she bit her lower lip.

We came to the fortune-telling house of Class 3-E upon Yuki’s request to enter a seemingly genuine fortune-telling establishment, but we were immediately found out. I want to know what that long and boastful explanation was all about, as it was discovered in a matter of seconds.

She looked so embarrassed that I wanted to tease her. Like saying she’s just an ordinary student council president or something.

Yeah. I really wanted to say those words.

In the first place, maybe it was the culture festival magic that made her think she could pull it off, as her excitement level seemed off.

No, it might be more accurate to say that she got messed up because she was handling only student council work during the culture festival.

Either way, Yuki is a little out of it right now.

“What kind of fortune-telling would you like today?”

Completely unaware of the situation, the senior fortune-teller with a black hood asked while gently stroking a crystal placed on the table.

“Compatibility! Please tell me about the compatibility between me, as the master, and a maid!!”

Whether the excitement from the earlier boasting or the embarrassment came back, Yuki blurted out those words.

“Um…”

The senior, who had been exuding a fortune-teller-like aura until a moment ago, seems taken aback by Yuki’s abnormal behavior.

“Is this some sort of punishment game, President?”

“Well…”

Since they’re assuming that on their own, let’s just go with it.

Actually, in a normal situation, that might be the best course of action.

Right, they’ve misunderstood on their own, and the senior fortune-teller, satisfied with their assumption, coughed slightly and started the divination.

“Then, with this crystal… The compatibility between you two is…”

Letting out an exaggerated sigh, the crystal begins to emit a green glow.

“Here it is. The compatibility rate is 60%!”

“…”

A delicate situation indeed.

If it were 100%, we could say, “Wow!” If it were 10%, we could make some light-hearted comments. But 60% leaves us unsure whether to be happy or sad. Silence… That was the answer from both me and Yuki.

Wait, isn’t this the toy crystal you find in the lottery?

Feeling puzzled by the various reactions, the senior fortune-teller seems considerate and takes out a card-like object and randomly draws a card.

“Ah! Also, to improve your compatibility, try a knee pillow! A knee pillow is the way to go!”

I’ve seen that on a certain TV Channel…

Caught in this indescribable atmosphere, Yuki regained her composure and said,

“Um… Thank you very much.”

“….”

As Yuki and I were about to leave the fortune-telling house after receiving the ambiguous divination result…

“Wait, wait. As thanks for coming to have your fortune told, take this.”

The senior fortune-teller took out a Chocolate Bar from the desk drawer and gave it to us.

“Eating it together will greatly improve your compatibility. Enjoy it.”

“Thank you.”