Kim Sinrok could not run away.

There was only one butler nearby at the moment.

And even in such an embarrassing situation, Kim Sinrok was not cruel enough to just abandon his parents.

“......Did you call, miss, young master?”

The honorifics Kim Sinrok spoke caused a huge internal shock.

The news that Class 2-1 was running a butler café had been heard long ago.

So when our class chose the menu for the tea house this time, we excluded black tea, which was their café’s specialty.

We were aware of their situation to that extent, but we didn’t expect them to be this serious.

At most, we thought they would only have decorations and costumes like our class, but they didn’t just dress up nicely—they even acted out lines like that.

And the homeroom teacher actually made them do that?

I never thought a student from Class 0 who pulled Mr. Ham Geun-hyung out of a hat during a magic show would do that.

When Kim Sinrok’s greeting came quietly, Yong Jegun couldn’t hold back and nearly burst out laughing.

For the peace of the butler café, I suggested:

“Teacher Yong Jegun, if you’re going to laugh, please put up a soundproof barrier before you do.”

Pa-at!

Yong Jegun actually cast a spatial barrier and started laughing.

Due to the cyan-colored space, it was obvious he was laughing loudly inside.

It wasn’t noisy, but very noticeable, and Kim Sinrok noticed the cyan space and blushed even more.

Yong Jegun must have deliberately cast the soundproof barrier to stand out even more.

‘Kim Sinrok is amazing. How can he say those lines to Jeokho and Ungnyeo knowing full well that Yong Jegun is watching?’

I was quietly moved by Kim Sinrok’s courage.

I could already picture Yong Jegun mocking him for hundreds of years, teasing with “Did you call, young master? Or should I call you miss?”

Ungnyeo and Jeokho, having heard “miss” and “young master,” looked at him with approval, unaware of the misfortune awaiting the son.

Ungnyeo’s enchanting beauty and Jeokho’s neat appearance already stood out, but laughing like that drew many glances to their table.

Moreover, Kim Sinrok’s butler jacket had a black outer fabric but a red lining, and inside he wore a burgundy silk vest, which suited him well standing near the couple.

When Ungnyeo ordered an afternoon tea set with elegant manners, Kim Sinrok politely stepped back, but the misfortune did not end there.

Ding.

At some point, Yong Jegun had lifted the barrier and was touching the table bell.

Kim Sinrok walked toward us with a vacant expression.

Yong Jegun leisurely admired Kim Sinrok’s butler outfit.

“Did you call...... young master?”

“Yes, I did. Butler.”

“.......”

Upon hearing “butler” from Yong Jegun’s mouth, Kim Sinrok tightly closed his eyes and then opened them again.

Jeokho and Ungnyeo frowned, glaring at Yong Jegun who was blatantly mocking them.

But when they noticed me, their expressions softened.

Could it be that Yong Jegun brought me here to use as a shield?

“Yi-shin’s order is on me. Platter and roast beef, or maybe just an omelet? The kind where they do art with the sauce on the egg.”

“If you are very hungry, I recommend pasta. It can be prepared quickly.”

Kim Sinrok wrapped the suggestion as politely as possible, within the limits of a butler telling someone to hurry and leave.

If the eyes weren’t on us, he might have lowered his voice and said more, but since Yong Jegun and I were conspicuous in our outfits, it was hard to hide.

“That’s okay. I can wait a long time. You know how well I wait, don’t you, butler?”

“......I don’t.”

“Really?”

“I’ll have the white ragu pasta.”

To cut off the prolonged conversation, I interrupted.

Kim Sinrok relaxed, and Yong Jegun somehow smiled even {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} more mischievously.

The conversation finally ended, but in the end Yong Jegun ordered the omelet instead of the pasta.

“Yi-shin, glad you came. Sinrok doesn’t work long shifts as a butler, and since it was secret when she’d appear, it would have been hard to time it without me.”

I wondered how Yong Jegun got that secret info but didn’t ask.

I had a feeling that asking would cost me dearly.

The ordered menu arrived first at Jeokho and Ungnyeo’s table, served by Kim Sinrok.

He spread napkins on their laps, removed the tea cozy from the teapot, poured tea himself, and placed scones on their plates.

The couple watching their son’s antics looked like honey was dripping from their eyes, overflowing.

“Next time, you’ll come here, right? Want to order something from Butler Kim Sinrok, Yi-shin?”

“What do you plan to order?”

“Wanna hear?”

I didn’t want to.

Regretting asking, I tried to shut my mouth immediately, but Yong Jegun had already started listing things to order from Kim Sinrok.

Table settings, serving drinks, adding sauce—reasonable requests, but because it was Yong Jegun talking and Kim Sinrok was wearing butler clothes, it didn’t sound ordinary.

Though not loud, those from the Jin clan or descendants could easily hear, and Kim Sinrok’s family squinted sharply at Yong Jegun.

Yong Jegun shamelessly acted as if to be heard.

But his grand plan did not come true.

“Young master, your meal is ready.”

Instead of Kim Sinrok, Andain in butler attire appeared!

No one wanted to serve this table, but Andain seemed to have volunteered.

I was still glad.

Because I could see Andain up close in that outfit.

I knew Andain looked good in anything, but I didn’t expect him to pull off the tailcoat and ascot tie so perfectly.

Andain’s butler attire with neatly tied long hair was flawless.

Why didn’t Plmagosell sell Andain’s butler uniform, given how perfect it was?

They clearly didn’t want to make money.

“I was expecting another butler. Ah, are you planning to challenge me again like at the last festival? I’m ready anytime.”

“You seemed surprised the expected person didn’t come. I will do my best to serve you, young master.”

A perfect butler......

Butler Andain flawlessly handled even the troublesome young master Yong Jegun.

Yong Jegun’s nonsense continued.

“If the butler acts too perfectly, other young masters might lose their minds.”

“Then I’ll write ‘Get a grip’ on the omelet with sauce.”

“Wait, are you really going to write that phrase?”

Did Andain mistake our orders?

But the omelet with “Get a grip” written on it with sauce was placed right before Yong Jegun.

As expected, a butler like Andain wouldn’t make such a trivial mistake.

“Enjoy your meal, young master.”

After placing the pasta bowl and a glass filled with lemon soda, Andain smiled and left.

Only after Andain left did I realize I hadn’t said a single word all along.

Shouldn’t I at least have said something like “You look good” or “Thank you”?

If Andain comes back later to refill the glass, I’ll at least thank him.

“Yi-shin, do you know what your outfit and expression say? There will be a lot of photos and posts again.”

“......Yes.”

If they’re photos of Andain, the more the better.

I was already looking forward to it.

“I’ll refill your drink.”

Another butler came.

This time it was Joo Suhyuk......!

‘He’s wearing the same ascot tie as Andain!’

Butlers’ outfits in the café varied slightly.

For example, different types of ties, wearing monocles, two-button or three-button coats—all differentiated their looks.

By chance or not, Joo Suhyuk’s outfit resembled Andain’s a bit.

Even inside Class 2-1, you could feel support for both of them.

Just dressing stylishly was impressive, but seeing the two wearing similar outfits side by side was heartwarming.

“Wow, Yi-shin, you make that face even in front of Butler Joo Suhyuk.”

“......You made that face in front of other butlers too?”

“Yeah, Andain just came by a while ago.”

Joo Suhyuk thought for a moment and nodded.

Meanwhile, he smoothly poured the drink into the empty cup.

Before stepping back, Joo Suhyuk saluted politely and smiled.

“If you need anything, call me anytime, young master.”

It was unbelievable that so many perfect butlers existed.

Honestly, the food itself was ordinary, but the serving process was so beautiful it felt like a heavenly taste.

I had a wonderful time.

Sometimes just seeing Andain and Joo Suhyuk walking around from afar made me happy.

They sometimes whispered and consulted, or spoke to Kim Sinrok, and that was nice to see.

But when leaving through the private exit, we met the tigers.

Hwang Ji-ho and White Tiger.

“Haha, judging by that face, you enjoyed yourself. Yong Jegun, since I conceded this time as promised, don’t try to drag Jo Yi-shin to the Hongryong Show afterparty.”

“Can I try other tricks then?”

Yong Jegun said something useless, but Hwang Ji-ho ignored him.

I asked, also ignoring him.

“Did you come separately on purpose?”

“If we all came together, wouldn’t you be startled? So we decided to come in separate groups. By the way, we’re next, the descendants of Eunho. Cheongho will try to take the last time with Dokgo Miro.”

It seemed the tigers wanted to divide their arrival to lessen the mental shock, but wouldn’t that only prolong the pain?

Still, their warm looks were better than Yong Jegun’s playful antics.

We were about to head back to our booth after lunch, but Yong Jegun led us the other way.

“Yi-shin, there’s still time. Want to check out somewhere else?”

“In these outfits?”

Yong Jegun and I were still dressed in Eastern-style clothes matching the Daru concept.

Many people wore unusual clothes fitting the festival mood, so we didn’t stand out much, but it was still more noticeable than regular uniforms or casual clothes.

Yong Jegun didn’t seem to want to back down easily.

“Yeah, as the chess champion of Eun Gwang High, you have to stop by once.”

Yong Jegun guided me to the Stalemate booth.

I thought there wouldn’t be many people since there was no stimulating content like the multi-board matches Yong Jegun had done before, but there were more than I expected.

The Stalemate club members gathered people and were explaining a game replay in a 3D hologram.

I knew the game well—it was the one I played at the Military Academy exchange match.

The audience recognized me and shouted loudly.

“An unknown supernova! The real one is here!”

“Yi-shin!”

“Yi-shin is here? Really?”

Someone I didn’t know called my name.

Probably a fan.