It's time for the school's annual festival. All the clubs had to come up with activities that the people attending the festival could do. However, if you weren't a part of a club you could sign up with the Student Council to help clubs set up their activities and help them throughout the festival.
To help set up activities, each club was given a certain amount of money to help them and because they were given money, they had to earn it all back by the end of the festival. Any leftover money would be split in half. One half would go to the school and the other half the club was able to keep.
The clubs had two weeks to prepare, and right now Ayoshi sat in the Cooking Club room trying to come up with ideas for what they should do.
"Well, we're the Cooking Club, so obviously our activity needs to involve food," Ashitomi said.
"Well, I heard another club is going to make food. We don't want too many repeats," Miyu said.
"What types of food are they making?"
"I think it was cafe food, but I don't think they're going to do pastries."
"Ohh, I want to do pastries!"
"Yeah, they're way more fun to make than regular food!"
All the girls agreed on wanting to make pastries and desserts, so they looked towards their club president.
Amao looked at Ayoshi, "What do you say?"
"Mm, I want to do sweets," Ayoshi agreed.
Amao looked back at the girls and smiled, "Ok then, sweets it is. All we need to decide is whether you want to have a cafe in the clubroom or have a booth outside."
"I want to do a booth."
"I agree. We'll get more traction if we're outside."
"It's decided. We'll have a booth," Amao said.
All the girls were very happy, discussing all the things they wanted to bake, until… "Wait, guys!" Miyu cried out. Everyone looked at her confused. She smiled at them, "We obviously need cute outfits to go along with our booths."
"You're right!"
"Should we wear maid outfits?"
"No, some other class is already doing a maid cafe."
"Let's not do maid outfits. Our outfits should be original."
Everyone started thinking about what their uniform should be, until they heard an, "Oh," come out of their president.
"Did you think of something, President?"
"I believe so. How about desert-themed uniforms?"
"President, you're a genius!"
"I can already imagine myself in a cupcake-themed dress!"
"I want mine to be mochi-themed!"
"I want mine to be strawberry milk-themed." Ayoshi's words silenced everyone. The group started giggling at him, but he looked at them with his head tilted. "Why are you laughing?"
"Aishi-kun strawberry milk isn't a desert," Ashitomi said
They all saw Ayoshi's imaginary puppy ears droop. "So I can't have a strawberry milk dress?"
Amao, surprised by Ayoshi's words, asked, "A dress?"
Ayoshi looked at him like he was confused by the question, "Yes."
When the girls came back from their shock, they started squealing.
"Aishi-kun sweetie, you can totally wear a strawberry mild dress!"
"Oh my god! Aishi-kun in a dress! I can't wait!"
"You're going to look so cute in it, Aishi-kun!"
"Imagine all the customers he would attract in his dress!"
"That combined with his dazzling charm!"
"We'll be swarmed with customers!"
Ayoshi became a little more confused. "So I can have my strawberry mild dress?"
Amao looked at Ayoshi, "Of course, Ayoshi-kun, you can have any dress you want."
Ayoshi's imaginary puppy ears perked up, "Yay."
"I already have so many ideas for Aishi-kun's dress design!"
"Don't worry, we're going to make you the best strawberry milk dress ever!"
The girls crowded Ayoshi, telling him all their ideas and made plans.
Amao laughed at the girls' antics, "Ok-ok, calm down, girls. In three days we'll all meet up to make our uniforms together and then from there, we'll have to make our uniforms separately. So make sure to prepare all your materials."
***
It's finally the day to start making their uniforms. They were going to make them in an empty classroom. The girls brought a bunch of bags filled with supplies and a sewing machine the school let them borrow.
Ayoshi walked into the room with Amao. When all the girls saw him, they pushed Amao out of the way and surrounded him. All of them talked over each other, telling him about all of the cute fabrics and ornaments they could use to make his dress.
Ayoshi calmed them down, "Girls, please calm down. Thank you for your kindness, but I already have the stuff I need. You should use that stuff for your own outfits."
They were a little disappointed, but agreed with him. However, they told Ayoshi if he needed anything that he should just ask.
Amao clapped his hands, getting everyone's attention, "Ok everyone, the school let us borrow a few mannequins. So how about we start by helping each other take measurements."
No one had any complaints, so they all started.
While Amao helped some of the girls, he heard their conversations.
"Wow! You're a double D, how unfair," Miyu said while looking down at her small chest.
Ashitomi was slightly embarrassed and noticed the disappointed look Miyu had. So she gave a few comforting words, "Hey, it's ok you're still growing."
Miyu sighed but cheered up, "I hope so! However, I do want to have a bigger chest, but not as big as yours," she then poked Ashitomi's chest with a smirk, "I don't want to go through all the back pain like you."
Ashitomi swatted Miyu's, "Stop messing around!"
Amao's face burned hot from what he heard and saw. Even though he didn't like girls and hung out with many of them he didn't have any experience with them. So hearing such things made him shy and feel embarrassed. It became hard for him to look at the girls now.
Ayoshi walked up to Amao, "Can you help take my measurements?"
'Yes! A guy!' Amao thought as his face started to cool down. "Of course." He then led the other to a more spacious spot in the room. Ayoshi gave him the measuring tape. "Thank you." While taking measurements for Ayoshi, his thoughts couldn't help but wonder. He stood in front of Ayoshi staring at his chest, 'Even though he is a man… he still somehow has a small bulge in his shirt… I wonder how they would… feel in my hand…' He grew embarrassed by his thoughts, shaking his head to make them go away, 'Amao, no! You can't think such things.' However, he still couldn't stop the thoughts and he grew dazed with a red face.
"Are you ok Amao-kun?" Ayoshi asked.
Amao snapped out of his daze and quickly stammered that he was fine. He sighed and went behind Ayoshi to take more measurements. He was taller than Ayoshi and currently, Ayoshi had two of his buttons unbuttoned. Allowing him to slightly see down his shirt. 'They even look soft… I wonder if his chest is as soft as it looks. And his skin is such a pretty milky color.' He started moving his hand discreetly toward Ayoshi's chest, 'Maybe… I can–' his heart started beating fast and he could feel his body start to heat up, '– just… have a small fe–'
"Amao-kun?"
Hearing his name suddenly being called caused Amao to flinch violently, "Wh-what?! I wasn't trying to tou-touch you!" Ayoshi gave him a confused look, making him realize he overreacted, "I-I mean… what did you say?"
"I asked if you were going to start to make your uniform soon?"
Amao calmed his racing heart, "Not today. I'm just here to help you guys. I'll make mine at a later date."
Ayoshi nodded, "Don't forget."
Amao smiles at the other's concern, "I won't." Once the two were done with measurements, he sat down and let out a huge exhale. 'Why did you have to have such a conversation girls?'
***
It's finally the day of the festival. The Cooking Club was setting up a booth. All the girls were standing around showing off their dresses when they noticed Ayoshi.
"Aishi-kun why haven't you put in your dress yet?"
"Yeah, we're going to open soon."
"You're going to be our mascot. You have to put on your pretty dress so you can attract a lot of customers."
Ayoshi held his uniform in his hand, "Sorry, my mom wanted me to change here at the school. She worried that my outfit would mess up on the way here."
"Ok, well, you hurry and go change."
Ayoshi nodded his head and then faced Amao. "Come change with me, Amao."
When Amao heard Ayoshi's words, his eyes widened. "Oh no, I completely forgot to make a uniform for myself. I was so busy with preparing everything. Sorry guys."
The girls consoled their president.
"It's ok."
"I'm a little disappointed, but you don't need one."
"Yeah, you're going to be in the back. Your outfit would have gone to waste anyways with no one seeing."
"Thanks guys."
"Amao-kun, can you still come with me? I need help with the zipper," Ayoshi asked.
Amao walked up to him, "Of course, let's go." The two set off to the closest men's restroom.
Ayoshi was in the stall, "Close your eyes, you can't look yet."
Amao giggles, "Yes-yes, I won't look."
"Are your eyes closed?"
Amao closed his eyes and covered them with his hands, "Yes-yes!" He heard the stall door creak open and heard footsteps coming towards him.
Ayoshi had his back to Amao, "You have to zip it up before you can look."
"But how can I zip it up if I can't look?" Amao teased.
"I know you can do it."
"Haha, ok," Amao said as he searched around with his hands until he finally found the zipper and pulled it up. "Done!"
Ayoshi turned around and stepped back, "You may look now."
Amao's eyes widened, he was mesmerized. He couldn't take his eyes off of Ayoshi.
Ayoshi wore a puffy dress that stopped at his mid-thigh with straps and a square neckline. It was a milky white dress covered in pink strawberries and a strawberry milk box on the center of his chest. He wore white thigh-high socks with a design of strawberry milk dripping from the top of his socks and white ankle-strap heels. On his head, he wore a headband that had a strawberry milk box on it.
Amao couldn't help but blush, 'He looks so cute!'
"How do I look?" Ayoshi asked while spinning around.
Amao walked up to Ayoshi, "You look beautiful. You should wear more dresses."
Ayoshi looked up at Amao, "Really?"
"Yes… I've never seen anyone so cute! And your dress is so adorable!" Amao said with a sweet smile.
"Thank you."
They stood there a little longer, staring at each other, until they finally decided to walk back to their booth. The entire way there, Amao couldn't look away from Ayoshi, all he could see was Ayoshi's beauty.
When they finally made it back to the booth, the girls surrounded Ayoshi, pushing Amao out of the way. They all gave Ayoshi boundless compliments and fangirled over his cuteness.
One of them even ran off and came back holding something, "Aishi-kun here! We made you this sign."
She said as she handed Ayoshi the sign that said "Please Come Eat My Sweets."
"Ayoshi, you have to make sure to use your cuteness to our advantage and get us a bunch of customers!"
"Ok, I'll do my best."
All the girls giggled. They were going to make so much money.
***
Everyone in the Cooking Club ran around. They were swamped with customers and were starting to regret asking Ayoshi to be their mascot. He was just too cute and doing his job way too well, even though he just stood there.
So many people were crowding around him asking for photos and Ayoshi would only agree when they bought something, but when they did they would come back and buy more because they liked it so much.
They started to get worried when some creeps would come around and try to touch Ayoshi, but thankfully because their booth was so popular they had a guard nearby to stop the creeps.
Ayoshi turned to the other, "Hey, I'll be back. I have to go get something."
Amao looked up at Ayoshi, "Ok, be careful."
After getting what he needed from his desk, he started walking back to the booth, when he was stopped by a man.
"Hey there sweetheart, what are you doing standing around here all by yourself?" The man asked with a weird voice.
"I was getting something."
The man gave Ayoshi a weird look. "How about you come get something from me~," he said as he made a strange suggestive gesture with his hands. Ayoshi started trying to walk past him, but he reached out to Ayoshi. "Oh come one sweetheart, your sign says: Please Come Eat My Sweets," a weird smile formed on his face, "and I really want to eat your sweets! And I want you to eat mi– aahh!"
Before he could even touch Ayoshi, Ayoshi swung the sign he forgot to give to the girls before he left. When the sign hit the man's face, a loud sound was made, and he fell to the floor. When he fell to the floor, he reached out to grab something, and that something was Ayoshi's dress, causing a piece to rip off.
When Ayoshi saw his pretty dress was damaged, his eyes widened. "How dare you rip my pretty dress?"
The man shivered from Ayoshi's cold voice and he looked up at Ayoshi. "I-I– smack! Ow– smack! Please st– smack –op! Don– smack –ow!" He begged and begged for Ayoshi to stop, but Ayoshi didn't show any mercy.
Smack
Smack
Smack
"You! smack Ruined! smack My! smack Pretty! smack Dress!"
"Pl-please… have… hss! Have some… mer-mercy!"
Smack
Ayoshi stared at the man who laid on the floor, appearing dead.
Smack
Smack
Smack
Smack
"..."
Smack
After the last smack, Ayoshi was finally satisfied. He then picked up the piece of fabric that the man ripped off. With a sigh, he looked at the sign and it was completely ruined. He just stood there, not sure what to do, until he saw Amao coming his way. "Amao-kun…" He said with a dejected tone.
Amao finally arrived at Ayoshi's side, his face filled with concern. "What happened?"
After Ayoshi explained what happened, Amao called the guards over. When the man was taken away, Amao turned to Ayoshi.
Ayoshi showed Amao the piece of fabric, "My pretty dress is ruined," he said sadly.
Amao looked down at Ayoshi and grabbed his hands, "It's ok, your pretty dress isn't ruined. Come on, we'll fix it," he said with a gentle tone as he let the other somewhere.
"How?"
"I have some leftover supplies in the clubroom. We're going to fix your pretty dress and make it better."
Amao held the fabric to his chest, "Mmn, I trust you."
They made it to the clubroom and when they walked in, Amao made Ayoshi sit down while he looked around. When he found what he was looking for, he knelt down in front of Ayoshi and took the fabric from Ayoshi, "Here I found some strawberries." He showed some cute strawberry patches.
"What are you going to do with them?"
"I'm going to sew the ripped piece back to the dress and use the strawberries to cover that up."
"I like that."
"Good, I'm happy you like the idea."
After Amao finished, Ayoshi looked at his dress. "You can't even tell something happened to it. It's like it was meant to be like that."
"It makes your dress even prettier!" Amao said with a smile.
"Thank you, Amao. You're so kind," Ayoshi said as he held Amao's hand.
Amao caressed Ayoshi's hand and gave it a kiss. "Anything to make you happy."
"Amao, I have something for you."
Amao grew very happy, "Really?"
"Mm." Ayoshi hummed a yes when he showed Amao a headband.
"Chocolate milk?" Amao asked.
"I knew you would most likely forget to make your uniform, so I made a chocolate milk headband to match mine," Ayoshi said as he gently placed it on Amao's head.
Amao touched the headband and gave Ayoshi a goofy smile. "I love it," he whispered.
"Amao, I'm your strawberry milk, so you must be my chocolate milk."
Amao's eyes were flowing with love, and threw himself into Ayoshi, "You're my cute strawberry milk and I'm your chocolate milk."
Ayoshi held Amao close to his chest, "Mn~."
Amao snuggled into Ayoshi's chest, 'It really is soft.'