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"Kuni-san, is this yours?" the white-haired man with a red streak carefully raises a covered black dress that seems to be from a laundry, showing it to the other person hidden behind opened newspapers.
"ha!? why would you think it's mine!?" popping out from the newspaper, his irritated expression is not hidden one bit on that pretty, doll-like face.
"well, I asked Heizou and it's not his."
"do you even realize that all three of us are men?"
"hahahaha! he said he doesn't want to eliminate the possibilities based on assumptions." the third person walked in the living room, the moles under his eyes are particularly eye-catching while he's laughing.
Kuni puts down his glasses, sighing as he's rolling the newspaper in his hands before standing up and bonks Kazuha's head.
"are you saying me or Heizou might have cross dressing hobbies or something?"
still rubbing the spot on his head that was bonked, he hangs the dress on the hook behind the door. "there's nothing wrong with it! there's a possibility of it to be your friend's or girlfriend's too." taking a seat on the couch, he points towards the item on topic. "that dress has been here for a week and no one has claimed it."
"hmm, it is a bit weird. if none of us own it then why is it here? and if it's someone else's in the building why hasn't anyone looking for it?" Heizou sips on his cup of coffee after laying down the questions, humming in thoughts.
"just leave it. sooner or later someone will look for it door to door and reach us eventually."
"but if they need it for an important event won't it make them anxious?"
"if that's the case then they won't leave it for a week."
Kuni and Kazuha are conversing back to back while Heizou seems to be lost in his own thoughts.
"Kuni, didn't you say someone has been pestering you lately?" he suddenly speaks up, making the other two turn their heads towards him. without neither Kazuha or Kuni realized, Heizou has walked to the dress and examined it.
"huh?? really?? Kuni-san, are you okay!?"
"shut it, it's not like what you think." Kuni gently pushes Kazuha's face that was leaning towards him with his hand. "yeah, i think it's someone from college.. i can't be too sure though. why do you ask?"
Heizou paused for a second before his lips curled into a smile. "then I think the dress is yours, after all."
" huh ??"
"we never dared touch the dress before but there was actually a card tucked in here." he pulled out the said card and showed it to Kuni. Kazuha immediately scoots to take a peek at the card as well.
from your secret admirer.
the card is typed and printed so there's no way of telling from the writing, but the clue is in the padisarah flower image attached under it.
"didn't you receive the same bouquet of flowers before? and the card then said the same thing with the exact same font if i remember correctly."
Kuni's face has turned into a disgusted expression, he really never hides it on his face. "what the hell!? who the fuck gifts a man a fucking dress!?"
"he's cussing more than usual.." Kazuha and Heizou's inner thoughts were in sync.
"they must think it would suit you, Kuni-san!" there's a hint of a little bit teasing in that sentence, but he is mostly genuine. "but that was quite something, Heizou. you solved it in a flash."
another hit to the head was landed as Heizou chuckled for more than one reason.
"i simply looked. it's nothing special."
thus the three continued their morning routines, after a breakfast they leave the apartment together and go their separate ways.
...the black dress is found in the trash. (don't worry, Kuni will take it back and keep it hidden when the other two aren't looking.)