It was school sanctioned and encouraged? Damn, he should have been paying attention to the orientation more but this cornered him. Plus the she-devil unwittingly tearing down his argument about etiquette and decorum. Damn, he was slipping. It was easy to read that the majority wanted to dress up as maids and butlers. He was a stern man, but not one made of stone. His small smile to the class was enough for them to understand that he was backing down.

Was this setting a bad precidement for later trials and tribulations with his class? Maybe? Probably, actually but Hayate was not someone to claw back that authority in other ways. He stared at the boy who'd informed him of his misunderstanding then to the little girl whom had won her battle today.

"With that new information presented to me..." He had chosen not to counter Rachel's accusation but to ignore her, addressing everyone but her. Taking attention from her was probably the best idea to disarm her... At least for now. "And from my observations that you in the majority want a maid cafe I will allow it." He waited for the cheers to pass, the excited whispers and his issues with it faded a little. The little whisper of parent conference evening mishaps that had been plaguing him were silenced by the promise of a beer after school was finished. He'd Damn well earned it already and it was only first period. "Now," he began, wiping his board and writing down maid cafe. "Organisation is vital to any event. Logistics, planning and leadership are qualities these events teach even when we are having fun. So among yourselves please pick a committee chairman and while I will be there to assist you all I expect the person selected to show me the maturity I seek in this maid cafe and of you, the prospective chairman."

Hayate imagined that one to one sessions after school when he was needed or things that they logically wouldn't be able to do was all he'd need to be for. He certainly preferred this hands off approach as self reliance and responsibility were things that could never be learned too young.

"Nominate your choices by raising your hand and I will write them down where afterwards we'll take a vote as a class. If you wish to nominate yourself it will be allowed."

Hayate pointedly tapped the whiteboard. He was taking control of this classroom again. Rachel, the little devil would no longer be browbeating the sensei.

The teacher waited for a minute, staring at the troublemaker like she was setting fire to the school. The heart sign with the hands? The headache throbbed as he swallowed a desire to ask for a transfer. He had so many things that were wrong with the excitable girl's plans.

Starting with the obvious. A butler/maid café at their age? Yeah, that was not happening! He could already imagine the awkward stares at the parent conferences. Mothers and fathers trying to figure out if he became a teacher to teach or was a rampaging lolicon with enough determination to get a teaching degree and a criminal record once his control slipped. His hands shook at his imaginative interpretation of their faces when talking about their academic progress.

This troublemaker... Troublesome... so very... Ah, **** it. He'd go in hard...

"Have we forgotten how to raise our hands and wait to be addressed?" Hayate scolded, looking around at the room devoid of raised hands and any will to defy the she-terror in front of him. He coughed, watching Rachel continue to make herself the centre of the classroom. "Now, as I saying, before I was interrupted I would like to appoint someone to lead the classroom on the subject of what to do. However, I will make some rules..."

Hayate sighed as he used his red ink pen on the whiteboard. "Rule one, we take turns requesting what we wish to do." That was a fairly simple instruction. He twisted his glasses so the shine of light pinged off them in an attempt to create authority. "However, I will not permit maid cafes on account that they are inappropriate for your age group." He internally added a paragraph about how he'd sooner find a way to rob a bank than allow anything involving outfits and prepubescent shenanigans relating to it. "Maki-sensei may consider her 'older' students ready to assume the responsibility of being careful and respectful to the people who will attend the event but I believe that for propriety's sake..." He wrote a big 2 on the board, then writing out what he was speaking out loud, "We choose something simpler and only one thing."

Hayate sighed as he literally wasn't asking much. "Now, everyone, please in an orderly manner, raise your hands if you want to volunteer to lead the class on what to do... While I sit here and observe."

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Tsubasa nods slightly  while hearing the nurse, standing a bit unsteady but keeping himself together at least in so far as he could when feeling about ready to just collapse. "Thank You miss...don't worry Kaoru-san I can pay for this fiasco," he says trying to be in somewhat good spirits while rubbing the back of his head.Though still somewhat worried about how his body was reacting "haaa...well I will have to contact staff later to cancel the performance I was supposed to do later today," He says slouching slightly rather down at the fact he will have to cancel a live music performance. Wearily and a bit shakily making his way to the exit so to leave with Kaoru  looking back at the nurse and giving a tired but friendly wave and smile  "Kasane-san... can you let the delivery staff for the festival know I had to leave due to a health issue?" Tsubasa asks figuring since she was working the medical spot she was in contact with the other helpers and staff members.

Looking at Kaoru and giving a dejected and somewhat embarrassed cringe for a smile "I suppose we have both seen each other at our worst unintentionally...lets go the heat is making me even more drained and there is no telling on these temporary suppresants, I'll try to make it up to you somehow...but thanks for having my back even if it is irritating and inconvenient for you," Tsubasa says his voice tired but honest and earnest in his thanks. Tsubasa didn't quite expect Kaoru to go out of his way to help or stick his neck out for his well being, but also to some extent unsure how to take being the one getting helped it wasn't something normal for him. Gnawing at the back of his mind though was the stuff unanswered questions concerning the pain he was experiencing prior to taking the suppresants from his rut. Fumbling around in his pockets while waiting on Kaoru but not finding enough dexterity in his fingers to do much with his phone as he wasn't quite in the clear  "well guess using my phone isn't happening right now, well those temporary suppressors stopped some of the problems but I still feel like I'm burning alive  and the pain didn't fully go away my motor functions seem shot as if I had been running marathons ...and this summer heat is getting untenable,Tsubasa you really managed to **** your body up bad...also what the hell do I do to deal with Rut," he thinks to himself really unsure what to do once alone and under the full force of his Rut beyond getting a shower and hoping it was something you could just sleep off.