Someone would have to thank the club’s Shadow King for this later.
Tamaki stared at the open book upon his desk with curiosity before he began flipping through it. The pictures were bright and full of inspiration and the cogs in his brain began turning. The lush woods with the mountains and sunset in the background would be the perfect idea for the next Host Club event!
What would he put his beloved Haruhi in this time against her will? A little lumberjack outfit with a flannel apron of course as his deluded mind turned on his inner mind theatre.