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Maid Latte had been closed for renovations for three weeks. Three weeks of Misaki Ayuzawa pretending that she didn't miss the clatter of coffee cups, didn't miss the weight of the lace headband, didn't miss him leaning against the counter at 4:47 PM sharp, ordering coffee black, watching her with those impossible eyes.

Outside, a gust of wind sent cherry blossoms swirling past the window. The clock tower struck 5:15. Somewhere in the kitchen, a forgotten kettle began to whistle. #kaichouwamaidsama latest

Misaki straightened her spine—her armor, her shield. "I don't know what you're talking about." Maid Latte had been closed for renovations for three weeks

"No," Usui said, and took a step forward. "I don't understand why you didn't tell me yourself." The clock tower struck 5:15

The silence stretched between them, filled with the sound of petals tapping against the window. Outside, Seka High's clock tower read 5:00 PM. The light was golden and cruel.

But what came out was: "Because you'd try to stop me."