Every year it's been floated that the captains should be the ones manning the kissing booths at the school festival and every year Daichi's endorsed it. Until this year, that is, when he's the captain and so clearly that option's off the table. He's done his time, caught his colds, and he's glad to work the all-captain's maid and butler cafe this year.

He's got the lunch shift, though, and that means he's got some time this morning to walk and see the rest of the booths, including but not limited to the kissing booth for the baseball team. Daichi's all smiles as he comes up, also observing the way some of the first-year girls are giggling and poking each other's sides.

"Hey, Mibuchi-kun. How's business?"