“Can you get Yama-senpai for me, Momo-chan? After school?” Yuu asked quietly.
Tomo leaned backwards, holding his lunch box as far away from Suzuki that he could without falling, while his classmate aimed at the egg rolls with his chopsticks. He furrowed his brow as he turned to Yuu.
“I’m sure Yama-senpai does too.”
“I’ll come with you.”
“I dunno, Yuu,” Suzuki said as he snatched an egg roll. “I heard Hana-chan say senpai works as a host.”
His friends stared at him with curiosity.
“I can’t see Momo-chan as a host. Can you, Tatsumi?”
“If I squinted from a distance. But a hostess, maybe?”
“Momo-chan’s legs look great, he’s short enough, but no boobs.”
Tomo’s face burnt and he held onto the box tighter. “Why are you evaluating my body?! That’s embarrassing!” Several of their classmate
