Went to the booth, hoping for help.

(chapter originally by Misayaka on writing.com)

Minako wasn't one to let her pride hold her back. If ANYONE could help, it would be her friends.That's what they were for, right?

The apron-clad steadied herself with a small breath, and got up, heading to the apron...and sitting right beside Ken in the empty seat.

"H, hello."

Junpei whistled. Akihiko blushed and looked away. Ken stared like a deer in headlights.

And to Minako's endless embarrassment, he was the first to comment.

"Why are you wearing that? ..and nothing else?"

Junpei's jaw could have hit the floor. Akihiko shut his eyes and coughed. Minako curled her fists against her lap and cringed. Of all the people to sit next to! From that vantage point, Ken could see... well, far too much!

"I, it's a long story! And NOT on purpose!"

"I hope not..." Akihiko muttered under his breath and tugged at his collar. "Go get decent before I come back."

"W, wait, it isn't like-!"

Akihiko shook his head in dismay and just left.

"Junpei! Y, you'll help, right?"

"Sorry babe, I don't carry a chick's clothes around, y'know? But... I guess I could ask around..." Junpei gave a wolfish grin, then winked.

"You too behave!"

Then Junpei left too.

"Hold on, don't leave me alone wit-"

"With who?"

Ken deadpanned, and Minako gave the boy beside her a bashful look.

"Eh...hehe... with.. a minor? I mean... it's against the law for you to be here, right?"

"I think there's laws against what you're wearing, senpai."

Minako felt her face burn redder still.

"N, now look here, it isn't like...!"

**** to explain, Minako turned towards Ken with a glare, and was soon interrupted.

Of all the things to happen...