Reborn Japan as the group leader

Nojima and the others cheered, got up and walked in behind Iori's motorcycle.

In the carport.

"By the way, why can Kohei come in?" Nojima suddenly turned his head and asked.

"That's right!" Yamamoto also looked aggrieved, "We can only come in after calling Dad!"

"Hmph, how can mortals understand my identity?" Geng Ping brushed his hair with a smug face, "I was invited by the clerk of the Maid Café!"

"Huh?" Mitarai was taken aback, "You know how to make coffee? Did you come here for latte art?"

"..." Geng Ping turned his head, "Speaking of...isn't coffee just washed with water?"

………Two 10 minutes later…………

In the maid cafe that was temporarily converted from a classroom, seven or eight waiters were busy.

Without exception, these people are all in black and white maid outfits, with black stockings and high heels.

After the guests order on the podium converted into a bar, they can sit on the table and wait for the maid to deliver it.

There were already many guests at this moment, and the maids were walking around among the guests with trays.

"Xiao Geng—" the female barista at the bar raised her hand and shouted, "The cappuccino at table eight is ready!"

"Here we come!" A deep male voice agreed.

Looking carefully, at this moment Geng Ping is wearing a group of maids, with black stockings on his legs and high heels on his feet.

There is a big golden wavy wig on his head, eye shadow and blush are messed up on his face, and bright red lipstick is still on his mouth.

At this moment, he was busy shuttling through the crowd with a tray.

Not only his makeup, but also the other clerks in the coffee shop are all wearing ghost-like makeup, all of them are dressed as corpses.

In addition, the large group of maids can't see the figure at all, so there is no such thing as molesting the waiters in other places.

At this moment, Iori took Nojima and the others to the table where Chisa and Azusa Hamaoka sat down.

"Haha..." Yamamoto laughed while sitting on the chair, "I thought he could make coffee, but it turns out he's a clerk!"

"And it's women's clothing!" Nojima also gloated, "The drawing is so ugly!"

"You should thank him for his ugliness!" Iori picked up his coffee and took a sip, "Otherwise, based on his face, if you draw it beautifully, you probably won't be able to help but fall in love with him."

……

A group of people chatted and laughed, and Nojima and the others were also staring at the beauties among the guests, chatting from time to time about what is the best way to strike up a conversation.

"Speaking of which, Kitahara, how are you going to strike up a conversation?" Yamamoto asked.

"You can't learn his way. He can do magic tricks and write songs. He is not on the same path as us..." Nojima shook his head.

"I still use magic and write songs? Are those real materials prepared for Qiansha?" Yizhi said, "I still use magic to write songs when I strike up a conversation? How can I strike up a conversation with money?"

"Eh..." Mitarai had a troubled expression on his face, "Evil rich man!"

"It is said that in front of Xiaoqian, he made undisguised remarks about a scumbag!" Azusa Hamaoka grinned.

"Sister Zi, it's fine if they don't know," Yizhi said in a low voice, "You brought up the matter of playing Qiansha's boyfriend!"

"Okay, don't think too much..." Azusa Hamaoka smiled, "I didn't say anything..."

"Hey, Iori," Chisa raised her head suddenly, with a look of anticipation on her face, "Apart from our school's school festival and Bai Ye, is there any song you wrote for me?"

"not at all!"

Of course, it is impossible for Iori to say that. Although he has been very good at flirting with girls in two lifetimes, he certainly cannot answer this kind of proposition.

"I don't have much inspiration for the song recently, but there is a piano piece, let me play it to you during today's performance."

"Then I'll look forward to it for a while..." Qiansha lowered her head and put the straw in her mouth in a low voice.

……

At the bar, a barista who also painted his entire face like a ghost was looking at Iori who was chatting with a group of people in a daze.

"What's wrong? Senior?" Asked Yoshihara Mana's classmate and buddy Kamio Kiyoko next to her.

"It's not... that person..." Senior frowned slightly, "I always feel like I've seen it somewhere before, it looks very familiar!"

"Ah, senior should have seen his video online, right?" Kamio Kiyoko laughed.

"Yeah, both of his songs are quite popular," Aina Yoshihara also came over and said, "Of course it would be even better if he didn't take off his clothes..."

"Undress?" The senior was taken aback, "Ah! I remembered, he is the perverted naked man playing and singing?"

"It's him..." Mana Yoshihara nodded helplessly.

"Speaking of which, you know him, right?" Senior asked, "It seems that you are in the second video..."

"Um, we are a club." Yoshihara Mana turned her head a little embarrassed.

"Then is he really a pervert? Does he really like to take off his clothes?" asked the senior.

"Although he himself always says he is a pervert, I think it's okay..." Aina Yoshihara said, "He's not a wretched person, he's the kind of aboveboard hooligan... However, it's true that he likes to take off his clothes... ..."

"Eh? Then will he suddenly take off his clothes here?" The senior asked, with a look of anticipation in his eyes, "He seems to be in good shape after watching the video..."

"..." Mana Yoshihara was stunned for a moment, "Well... there is no one in bad shape in our club... except me!"

"Don't be so inferior, Mana's figure is great too!" Kiyoko Kamio noticed the weight of the topic and quickly changed the subject.

"But senior, don't worry, he won't take off his clothes on such an occasion..." Aina Yoshihara said, and then added in a low voice uncertainly, "It shouldn't be... right..."

"Is that so?" The senior narrowed his eyes and looked at Yizhi again, "But whether he is a pervert or not, his songs are really good..."

……

"Welcome home, Lord... people..."

The maid girl at the door heard a guest greet subconsciously, but found that the people who came in were not students, but two people, a man and a woman.

The woman is wearing black business attire, holding a microphone in her hand, and the man behind her is wearing casual clothes, with a video camera on his shoulder.

Chapter 1 Thirteen Pretend to Fail

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