man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 511 [510] Maid Cafe
"jingle--"

"Welcome, Master."

"Excuse me, what do you need?"

Looking at the smiling high school girl with neat short hair in front of her, the curly-haired woman who always bent her back slightly and lowered her head subconsciously raised her head and looked at her, and then quickly looked away.

Really energetic.

There was an unnatural pause, and the voice was habitually lower than that of ordinary people, no different from ordinary patients with communication difficulties.

She stretched out a finger: "One, a cup of this Bar Snow Coffee."

"Yes~ a cup of Snow Coffee!"

The traditional maid played by a high school girl in front of her quickly gave orders to the back kitchen, and then walked quickly to another customer who entered the store.

Watching this scene, the curly-haired woman was slightly lost in thought, not knowing whether it was envy or impulsiveness.

Under the curly air bangs, revealing a handsome face, most of the bags under the eyes have disappeared, and you can already see a somewhat beautiful face.

The woman let out a long breath.

"call--"

My name is Masami Kikukawa and I am 26 years old.

Lives at No. 31, Aoto-cho, Toshima-ku.

Graduated from high school.

unmarried!

After working part-time at the Odagiri Department Store in Bunkyo District for three full months, this senior squatting at home finally endured the work pressure for a quarter, and quit the job before the company fixed the public annuity contract.

Thanks to this job, she finally took the first step from squatting at home to a truly mature adult social person.

As a deep game otaku, this is a leap forward.

In order to find a more stable and efficient job compared to the part-time job in the supermarket, Masami Kikukawa finally decided to visit other people's work status.

It's just that the staff seen in relatively mature commercial stores outside are all too professional. As a former senior house girl who can't even speak to strangers, Masami Kikukawa thinks this is too difficult Taller.

Thinking about it, I happened to pass by Qijia High School, which was holding a cultural festival.

I thought about it for a while, maybe it was to make up for my lost campus life, or maybe it was to increase my self-confidence by comparing with the working status of high school girls.

Coincidentally, after a short walk, I saw this simple 'maid coffee shop'.

'Maid waiter' just happened to be one of Kikukawa Masami's desired careers.

It not only satisfies the cos attribute, but also makes money.

Kill two birds with one stone.

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"Welcome, Master~"

"What would you like to order? Do you want to eat first? Or ice cream first? Or~~ have a cup of coffee?"

Looking at the group of high school girls who are only seventeen or eighteen years old, who are unimaginably proficient in dealing with men (from the perspective of a senior otaku), Masami Kikukawa felt the hair stand on end for a while.

Is it so difficult to be a 'very skilled~' adult woman in this era?

"No, no, no!"

Pursing her lips and shaking her head, Masami Kikukawa took a deep breath.

In his eyes, he seemed to recall the boy he saw at the door of the convenience store when he went out that night.
"If you want to strike up a conversation with a boy of that level, you have to overcome this small obstacle in front of you! Zhengmei!"

The former senior otaku lady tried her best to cheer up her decadent heart.

"Besides, if it's only to this extent, I'll pretend to be fine."

"Boom."

There was the clang of chairs being tripped over in the hall.

"Hey! What about you, Obasan."

Just as she was cheering herself up, there was a little dispute at the door of the simple maid cafe.

Masami Kikukawa turned her head over there, and saw a petite girl with long hair tied into a ponytail and a traditional maid dress, so cute that you couldn't take your eyes off her at a glance, standing in front of the counter , kicked on the threshold, frowning and hugging his chest, looking unhappy.

A standard ex-bad girl attitude, with a disdainful tone:

"Stealing? You've come to the wrong place."

The one she stopped in front of was a short and fat aunt with a height of 1.5 meters and a similar waistline. She looked about forty or fifty years old, and she was carrying a bag in her hand, and she was well-dressed.

Hearing the girl's sarcasm, she jumped like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, pointed at her nose and cursed:
"What stealing!? Who are you talking about stealing, huh?"

"Not only is the body dirty, but the mouth is also so smelly!"

"Believe it or not, I will sue you for slander!"

"Hello, Kaoru."

Miyahara Nagisa didn't bother to talk to her. When she was a bad girl, she had to deal with all kinds of tricks. She knew that aunts of this age were the most difficult to deal with, so she didn't even look at her, and turned her head to Kaoru Hisaishi. :

"The one with the purple lavender casing is your phone, right?"

"Don't put it on the counter."

"Eh?!"

Kaoru Hisaishi was discovered by her a little bit, and the pocket was indeed empty: "Really."

The aunt got even worse when she heard the words, she pushed and prepared to go out regardless of other people's eyes, but the landlady grabbed her scalp and threw her in the room.

Kicking open the pocket in her hand, she casually took out a mobile phone from it, and said in a neutral tone:

"Hurry up, or call the police."

"How dare you steal from me"

"boom--"

This time, Miyahara Nagisa didn't even ask a question, and suddenly a high sweep flew over.

The aunt only felt a gust of wind sweeping by, and the top of her head suddenly felt cold, and the wig fell to the ground with a snap.

After a moment of sluggishness, she seemed to understand that she had encountered a hard stubble, so she quickly picked up her things and ran away.

The surrounding onlookers seemed to be shocked by this scene, and they were equally stunned for a moment when they saw it, and then applauded unanimously.

"Clap clap clap-"

Hisaishi Kaoru seemed to be taken aback when he saw Zhu-chan move his feet because of her disagreement, and quickly ran over and hung on Zhu-chan's arm nervously.

"Wow! Thank you so much!"

"Nagisa sauce."

"If I lose my mobile phone, I will have to save pocket money for several months."

"fine."

Miyahara Nagisa didn't take this trivial matter to heart at all, slightly suppressed his almost raised chin, and waved his hands casually: "There are a lot of people coming and going today, it's best to put things in the cabinet."

"Uh-huh."

"Speaking of which, Nagisa-chan."

"what happened?"

"Is it okay for you to 'whoosh' like that just now?"

"It's okay, I'm wearing shorts."

"Hey~ Although it's a bit regrettable, what I'm asking is actually the other side."

"It's okay, I'm using a sports model with small wings."

"Don't say it!"

"Nobody heard it again."

The two whispered quietly, and someone nearby could indeed hear them.

Masami Kikukawa, who almost witnessed the whole scene just now, has been staring straight at that super cute petite girl from the very beginning.

Although it's a bit of a second grade, but it's super cool to kick the guests like that!

When she was working part-time in a supermarket, she had thought about kicking the troublesome customers countless times, and she could get others to applaud her.

It's just a little secondary.

After a while, I saw the cute girl sitting behind the counter at the door again.

Masami Kikukawa discovered from the very beginning, that girl doesn't seem to need to work?
It would be nice to have a chance to learn hospitality from her.

At this time, Ms. Miyahara, who didn't have to work, was yawning and swiping her phone in a bored way.

She really didn't pay much attention to the situation just now.

Don't say that Japan is a developed country, Tokyo is a developed city, in fact, Tajima Park can be seen a little bit deeper; every day before the cleaning company collects garbage at the fixed recycling point, there will be many elderly and middle-aged people at the garbage point Rummaging for things that could be used; bicycles left unlocked outside and gone in two or three hours.

There are some upper-class areas in Tokyo, and the similar phenomenon may be less.

But in Shizuoka, where the economy is not very developed, it often appears.

Ms. Miyahara Nagisa, a former bad girl, has long been used to this.

That kind of aunt is actually sure that the girls in high school are thin-skinned, like a victim who met a salty pig hand on the subway, and dare not expose her crimes in person.

But Miss Nagisa doesn't care about that!

"so boring."

Nagisa Miyahara leaned on his face, idly watching the customers coming and going in the shop.

"Where did that guy Iori go?"

"Didn't you say you've arrived at school?"

The last message on the phone screen was more than half an hour ago.

"But. Are you really going to show him 'that'?"

Thinking of the "secret weapon" that Kaoru Hisaishi showed to himself that day, Nagisa Miyahara felt a subtle impulse of a deer jumping around in his chest.

"If you really wear it for him to see, wouldn't the meaning of 'that' be too obvious?"

Ms. Miyahara's face gradually became hot.

Nagisa-chan didn't realize at all that since her first failed confession, she didn't seem to have an 'unobvious' performance.

"jingle--"

A crisp silver bell sounded in front of the door.

Miyahara Nagisa still kept her head down and played with her mobile phone boredly, until the voice of the girl in the same class who quickly ran to the door to receive her gradually changed, and she subconsciously raised her head.

"Welcome Huanhuan."

"Dog, dog Xiu Jinsa~"

It seemed that there was a wonderful logical conflict between the overly intense emotion and the work instinct. The girl's voice stuttered at the moment of biting the words, and her tongue was slurred.

There were little stars in his eyes.

"Thank you, is there any space left?"

Shiina Iori, who changed into a pair of glasses today, is obviously bookish. Even wearing a mask, every frown and smile has a great impact on the ordinary people around.

"Also... I remember that this place should be Class A of the third year."

"Is there a girl named Miyahara Nagisa in your class?"

"Eh? You, are you...?"

"I'm from Nagisa's family, come and see."

"So it's Big Brother Miyahara~! My name is Uehara! Please teach Juicy!"

"What nonsense are you talking about—!!"

Almost as soon as he heard the words 'I am Nagisa's family', the landlady sitting behind the counter flew out with lightning speed, and her entire face was covered by the rapidly rising body temperature. It was flushed with smoke, and its voice was so high that it almost screamed.

Many diners around were attracted by her voice.

Then, his eyes were firmly attracted by the people at the door.

"Oh? Is Nagisa sauce in charge of being the shopkeeper?"

Shiina Iori looked down at the maid outfit on Nagisa Miyahara, and a smile appeared under the mask: "But this maid outfit fits pretty well, and looks good."

"Who, who wants you to boast!"

".Speak softly."

The corners of her lips subconsciously pressed and pressed, but the blush on her face could not be concealed. Miss JK, who was dressed in a maid outfit, turned her head away, she was too lazy to look at him, but she held his arm: "There is space over there, you"

Just as she was about to lead Yizhi forward, Ms. Miyahara seemed to notice something out of the corner of her eye, and gradually raised her head along Yizhi's arm.

Then, I saw Terashima Yuki who was holding Iori's other hand just behind the door.

Xing still had that bland appearance, as if Mount Tai could not change his expression even before the collapse of Mount Tai, and his eyes were as calm as a lake.

Looking at each other, she seemed to point to herself in a puzzled way:

"Welcome?"

On Ms. Miyahara's fair and smooth forehead, there was a 'well' shaped blue vein unknowingly.

Whenever she saw this woman, she would always think of the fact that she was bitten by this guy that day, and she couldn't beat her with his hands.

In addition, the cultural festival that was originally only called Iori to come to see, was actually taken by Terashima Yuki!

No wonder I arrived at school half an hour ago, but now I'm here!
Are you here for a date?

gas!
The small face was propped up bulgingly, and Miss JK's eyes seemed to be shining like lightning.

But recalling that he was outside now, he turned his face away and said dryly to Yizhi:

"Welcome, Master."

In order not to lose face in front of Yuki Terashima, she also deliberately used katakana.

"Ah."

Hearing this sentence, Yuki Terashima nodded, his face still expressionless.

It looks like a cat's big leader holding down the heads of other cats with his paw.

"whispering sound--"

"Nagi sauce, Nagisa sauce!"

As if he had noticed the scene here, Kaoru Hisaishi suddenly jumped out of that corner, and leaned behind Nagisa Miyahara, muttering: "Is that boy the one you like? Why does he still have a girlfriend with him?" ?”

"White teeth! Isn't his girlfriend super beautiful? She looks like an entertainer! There aren't many entertainers at this level!"

"And this guy, his eyes are just like Sakurai-san! Super like!"

When seeing a handsome guy, it is easy to jump to the point of forgetting the original purpose, which seems to be the emotional commonality of all young girls.

Hisaishi Kaoru still looked filled with righteous indignation when he said the first sentence, but after his eyes shifted to Shiina Iori, he couldn't move away anymore.

"It's just a pity that there are girlfriends and so on?"

"Zhu-chan, don't you!"

As if thinking of something, Hisaishi Kaoru suddenly turned his head to look at Miyahara Nagisa.

"Leave me alone?"

Miss JK snorted through her nose: "Since he admits it, he is mine."

"Eh~?!"

Listening to Miyahara Nagisa's indignant voice, Hisaishi Kaoru's gaze at her became more subtle.

"By the way." As if thinking of something suddenly, or simply to change the subject, Miyahara Nagisa turned his head again, "Is the 'secret weapon' you mentioned really easy to use?"

"of course!"

Hisaishi Kaoru first subconsciously agreed, and then seemed to think of something, and instantly widened his eyes: "Wait! Nagisa-chan, don't you want to wear it here? That can only be worn in private!"

"Of course I know!"

Nagisa Miyahara didn't even look back, looking at Iori Shiina who was clinging to Yuki Terashima, she gritted her teeth and grinded her back molars, making a creaking sound:

"I just, just to make sure."

　I'll say 'fight' later I'm the dog.

　　I wish you all a happy Dragon Boat Festival! BYZGR
　　
　
(End of this chapter)