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Since Kazumi and Takashi amended their relationship, things have never been so great. Umehito had threatened to curse Takashi if he ever hurt her again, but she felt like the threat would never find the need to be fulfilled because Takashi wouldn't spare a chance to show her how much he loved her.
The other Hosts had noticed it as well. It started as small affectionate touches like holding hands or hugging her waist until it escalated to pecks on the cheek and sometimes on the lips.
It would always bring a blush to those of more innocent minds, which were Tamaki and Haruhi. It also didn't help that the Twins wouldn't waste an opportunity to let their imagination wander, alleging that the Third Year couple would find an isolated corner in Ouran to do more naughty stuff.
Of course, it was simply their way to provoke their Boss and rile up the mature couple. The blonde President would splutter some nonsense, and Takashi would get flushed, but other than that, their teasing was harmless and fruitless.
The truth was that the couple was too private and discreet to try anything at school, especially considering Takashi's status as a Host. If the girls got word of their relationship, it would bring too much headache for the onyx-haired girl.
In the salon, the Hosts cosplayed in late Edo-era samurai costumes. Tamaki, as the President, wore a burgundy kimono while the others had a light blue one. Everyone besides the cousins sported hair extensions to style it in a ponytail.
At first, they were all supposed to have them, but when Takashi asked his girlfriend if she liked it, her face answered with a grimace. So, Takashi discarded it, and so did Honey, who wanted to match his cousin.
The atmosphere was as peaceful as it could get with the clients around. Kazumi sat at a far table, trying to finish some school work and ignoring the squeals and giggles from the girls. Her attention got diverted when she heard the Hosts' yelps instead of the feminine screams.
Sapphire-eyes caught the tallest Host with his sword piercing the shoji door and a frightened group behind him. She had to control the teenage hormones that urged her to go to him and just devour him there and then because no one could possibly start to comprehend how hot he looked at that moment.
"There's a trespasser," he informed, opening the shoji door to reveal a red-haired boy on his butt.
"Morinozuka Takashi!" The boy yelled and leaped toward the Kendo National Champion, only to fall to his knees and bow deeply. "Senpai, please accept me as your apprentice!"

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Knowing that the current circumstance would incapacitate the Club from continuing its activities, Kyoya decided to end business for the day and have the Hosts change their costumes back into their uniforms.