Editing Mahou Sensou:Volume 2 Chapter 3 (section)

===Part 5===
-Takeshi-kun, are you still depressed? -asked Mui who was sitting in front of the dismayed Takeshi.

She was placing a large amount of lettuce in a bowl. Dressed in a white apron full of lace and a black maid's dress, Mui was about to prepare a sandwich at the time.

-Mui, Your clothes are more normal," Takeshi whispered.

Mui smiled as she took out some cucumbers from a box and whispered in response:

-It's just that I only get to help inside the kitchen.

Takeshi thought it would have been good if Kurumi had also been a kitchen helper, because that way, there wouldn't have been any strange misunderstandings among the class. All he was trying to do, was to keep the boys away from Kurumi, but somehow, things ended badly and that's why he was depressed.

At that precise moment, the cause of Takeshi's depression, entered the kitchen walking silently stood in front of Takeshi and said:

-Hey Takeshi, you need to change your clothes now.....

This time, Kurumi had taken the form of a little elementary school girl, she was wearing a little witch hat, a black one-piece dress and holding a black cat stuffed toy.

-Isoshima, this is all your fault. Now how are you going to fix it?  -Takeshi replied.

-You mean the rumors that you're a Lolicon?

When Kurumi mentioned that matter-of-factly, Takeshi put on a somber expression.

-Well, it's not that big of a deal, calm down a bit or you'll start to be a nuisance. Ah, but don't you dare come near my Futaba or I'll kill you..." Ida commented from the side of the stove, because like Mui, he was also a kitchen helper.

-That's enough..." exclaimed Takeshi.

Takeshi tried to deny it, but he simply fell further into depression, as his attempts were useless.  Two hours later, "The Sabbat Café" as they had called it, had become quite crowded. The menu had a lot of variety for just a cultural festival project. They had Hotcakes, Sandwiches, Strawberry and Chocolate Parfaits, ice cream and juices. All the customers were students from the Subaru Magic Academy and there were none from outside. Also, they were not allowed to invite their parents.  All the boys and girls who waited on the tables were dressed in such a way that they looked like they had come from a witches' day convention.

Most of the students who used Biological Magic like Kurumi had transformed into something while serving the clientele. There were girls with wolf ears and tails, and another who had transformed into a big-nosed old witch (although she was actually a very pretty girl) there was a boy who had transformed into some sort of dark wizard, a bat flew over the tables carrying the menu (who was also a girl) and also a voluptuous and elegant witch in a long black dress. (That one was actually a boy). That way, everyone looked different. Obviously Takeshi had no such ability to transform, so he had simply waited tables, dressed like a butler. White shirt, black tie and a pair of ordinary black pants.

-Kya...!

Kurumi at that instant, was about to fall backwards while waiting tables, but Takeshi prevented it by holding her back.

-Are you okay, Isoshima?

-Yes, I'm sorry, Takeshi. It's just that walking in a child's form is inconvenient for me.

Because of her childish form, Kurumi had knocked over the tray several times since she started serving at the cafe and at that moment, she had gotten tangled in her own dress and was about to fall down because of that.

-Don't worry, I think that serves to attract more customers. -Takeshi commented.

Kurumi frowned and replied:

-Well, I'm not happy to hear that?

-Yeah, I thought so... -Murmured Takeshi nervously.

The reason why Kurumi kept serving despite her failures was because some customers liked that. Whenever they saw Kurumi fall and noticed her look, they would gladly come over to help her up.

"Even though they're all wizards, seeing a little witchy girl seems pretty cute to them? I don't understand that logic," Takeshi opined.

While showing a pleasant smile to the customers, Kurumi insulted Takeshi by staying holding his hand.

-Fuck you...