An adjustment

"Ryoshu, right?" Haruki's voice was smooth, with a hint of authority. "We need to talk."

Ryoshu nodded, still trying to wrap his mind around the situation. He could feel other students' eyes on them, whispers starting to circulate. However, at that moment, none of that mattered.

What mattered was the blue-haired boy who seemed to have stepped out of his favorite game and into his real life.

"The price certainly was not cheap at all," Ryoshu thought, recalling his overheard conversation about the cost of Haruki's custom-made uniform.

However, the truth is that the uniform suits the protagonist perfectly. The dark blazer, impeccably tailored to Haruki's frame, and the crisp, white shirt beneath it made him look the part of the main character.

Even someone with Ryoshu's critical eye for aesthetics could not deny that. The uniform highlighted Haruki's muscular build and gave him an air of authority and elegance that was hard to ignore.

"Ah! Amemura!" Haruki's voice broke through Ryoshu's
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