y/n fujioka ||haruhi fujioka's sister||

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"I'm afraid time is up, mademoiselle." Kyoya informed the dark grey eyed girl politely with a slight bow.

"Oh, okay. Thanks again for the encouraging words, Y/n!" The long haired female smiled gratefully and got up from where she was sitting.

"No problem. Just remember to be yourself." Y/n reminded and waved her hand as the girl left the clubroom.

"She left relatively contended." Kyoya pointed out as he wrote some notes down into his black notebook.

"Yeah- Wait. Are you trying to say that the girls I host don't leave happy?" Y/n narrowed her eyes slightly at the second year, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Not at all." He responded with a faint smirk on his lips as he walked away.

Y/n slowly shook her head as she scoffed, standing up from the cushion she was sitting on, and approached Haruhi, who was observing Tamaki entertain three of his guests.

"Why's he speaking in the Tosa dialect?" Haruhi mumbled.

Y/n shrugged. "He is? I wasn't here long enough to hear him."

"You know I never would've thought that late Edo era cosplay would be this popular." Haruhi commented as she held the fabric of her sleeve.

"I know right." The wavy haired female agreed.

"C'mon you can't be serious." Hikaru chimed in from behind the two sisters, his twin brother standing beside him. "That's like one of the basics."

"There are plenty of girls that find the late Edo era totally fascinating." Kaoru stated further. "Particularly the Shinsengumi."

"And most of the girls who like it are complete maniacs about it!" Honey joined the conversation with a bright smile, standing in front of the Hitachiin twins.

"Are they popular because of the noble nature in which they sacrificed their young lives for their country?"

The twins, Haruhi, Y/n, and Honey glanced over to the side due to hearing the familiar voice and noticed Renge wearing an orange and yellow kimono.

"Or could it be because of their stoic determination? Their choice to live out their lives by the Bushido code? Or could it be..."

Suddenly, Kaoru's eyes widened and he leaned forward as if he were hurt. Before he could reach the floor, Hikaru pulled him up by the arm and held him close to his chest.

"Don't die." Hikaru silently begged.

"I'm done for, brother. Let me go." Kaoru said weakly and closed his amber eyes, making a group of girls squeal in excitement.

"That we're intrigued because the worship of this group of renegade young men is somewhat forbidden." Renge continued and slammed her fist on a table to receive everyone's attention. "The Ikedaya Inn may be well-known but it's only because of Hijikata. Just imagining him after the battle of Tobafushimi; his back to the north, as he sorrowfully wandered the streets of his homeland attending to defend the honor of the Shinsengumi all by himself. Ah, I could eat three giant bowls of rice!"

"That was one hell of a history lesson, Renge." Haruhi mumbled.

"How does she know all this stuff?" Y/n quizzed with her eyebrows scrunched up in confusion.

Kyoya stood next to Renge as he proceeded to write things down in his black notebook. "Not having us cast ourselves in specific roles was good advice. Allowing the guests to just be free to fantasize on their own was truly a brilliant idea, Renge. I'm very impressed."