Accost Splendora ❷ C-9_83 Under The Peach Tree
Book By Ryan T.S
Chapter 9
Page 83- _Exquisite Club Adonis!?_
Door wide open revealed twinkling eyes, well caressed brows, and long wavy hair peaking at top beauty. 'Ugh! she's here!," muttered Rintaro, eyeing neatly dressed Sakae fanning her alluring face, constantly bettered by a captivating smile.
Despite her snarling voice, she was happy. Just after catching one glimpse of the perfect brains behind management, a mob of cameras swarmed over to the young lady, preying countless flashes. It almost seemed like everyone ignored the whole jc board, not to mention toiled students. But Haruno knew that all too well when she signed up. And like everyone else, she swallowed her pride and swiftly pulled Ai's hand into the building.
Irritated, slightly angry? of course she was. Yet such petty emotions faded, shadowed by an overlapping sensation of excitement. Settling a gaze left and right, it all screamed "festival!". Early birds walked clad in different costumes for different events.
Past the lockers, stood an astute young man handing out time slots for different classes. Although fixated on their own display, Rin couldn't ignore the familiarity oozing off his caped face.
Stealthy tip-toes for a sneak peek she thought, only to be pushed by snickering Ai at the back. 'Hey!," a soft scream flew out watching herself meet the shiny floor. A second later it paled to a startled blush, feeling warm hands around her frail waist.
'Whoa! Rin are you ok!?," exclaimed the tender voice of mr slot handout. Finally letting go chanced the eccentric view of embarrassed Keisuke, pathetically shunning away from Haru's surprised face.
Rintarõ.... _k-Keisukee!? W-what are you doing?_
Too red cheeked to answer, or face a straight stern look, he spotted a corner to escape and dashed right off, easily dropping a batch of flyers.
_'Come be an honored guest of our exotic host club. Our hottest and attractive males will treat to you a service you've never known. Relive the fabled princess, queen, mistress or lady tale you've dreamed of, and meet the enchanting prince of a lifetime. Welcome To Class 3-S's *Exquisite Teenage Host Club!*"_
A little too naive he turned, feeling the tight grip of amazing runner Rintaro firmly around his buckle. To his left readied Ai, and coming out the corner geared Hiro. Even prince charming couldn't escape his cheeky smiling brother, and confused but tenacious girlfriend.
Rintarõ.... _Keisuke!?, mind telling me what you're doing wearing a suit and handing out time slot flyers of a host club._
Keisuke.... _Er.., uhh..., it's-not what you think! I-i c..can explain._
Her close hands felt his quavering back, making it seem all the more misleading.
The boyfriend who's rarely early had arrived before anyone else?, already sheathed in a complete romantic dinner jacket and pants? To make matters worse, the once curly white hair lay slicked back, picturing an unmistakable dashing host.
To Be Continued........