Chapter 213 – Matsuda, Part-Time Job
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“Aagh!”
Poo-! Puck!
Lenka kicked her feet upward while covering her with a thick blanket.
She had been kicking the blankets at her for a while, clamoring for her, ruffling her completely disheveled hair.
‘I got caught…’
Recalling Matsuda’s reaction at her Comiket, this was unconditional.
A secret of himself that even Chinami did not know was discovered by him.
Not to anyone else, but to Matsuda.
Lenka trembled as she recalled the familiar bass that came from behind her, which she had bought her goods at the time and liked.
The chills ran down her spine… She almost passed out.
Sounds good or not… Annoying.
“Haa… I’m going crazy for real…!”
Frustrated, Lenka slapped her bed with her palm and turned around.
Then, with her face buried tightly in her pillow, she organized her thoughts.
What to do now
Should I just be bold? Pretend nothing happened?
Can not be done. If she did, Matsuda would go out of her way like a fish in water, and she would try to make fun of herself even more.
So what? Shall I admit it at all?
If it were Matsuda, he would be a bit squeamish, but he wasn’t the kind of person who would talk about this to anyone.
No, let’s not get too hopeful.
Planning for the worst case scenario.
But do we need to make plans now? Wasn’t it too late already?
Why did she make excuses for her nephew? She is dumbfounded even thinking about it now.
If I could turn back time, I would.
‘It’s ruined…’
Lying back in her upright position, Lenka looked at her newly purchased goods and put them on her shelf.
A cute character figure placed at the top of the shelf…
Seeing that, her stuffy heart seems to be refreshed.
By the way, wouldn’t Matsuda have arrived at her house by now?
He’s a mischievous guy, so I think he’ll make fun of himself…
Lenka, who had such thoughts,
Ugh-!
When her phone by her bedside vibrated, she checked the screen.
[Are you resting well?]
As expected, Matsuda’s message arrived.
From her texts, it seems that she is willing to make fun of Lenka herself.
She got the count. Is this? She is also a bad guy
After all sorts of negative delusions, Lenka was contemplating whether to reply or not, and then she tapped the screen.
It was because if I ignored her here, the level of bullying Matsuda would increase.
[Blanket]
[Are you kidding me? Answer me correctly.]
The corners of Lenka’s mouth went up, then she came down.
She tried it once, and it’s surprisingly fun. Feeling a little bit angry with Matsuda?
Sometimes I will try to reply like this.
[Uh.]
[You said you were going to work from tomorrow, right? Ask the boss.]
[You said no.]
[Let’s do it together.]
[Why do you want to be with me?]
[I told you. It’s fun to do it with someone you know.]
Why doesn’t she tell stories related to Soomdeok?
What Matsuda should be most curious about right now is not the part-time job, but Lenka’s own virtues…
She wonders if she’s saving it for later use if she doesn’t listen to her.
[I’ll only get stressed if I do it with you.]
[Can we help each other, isn’t it nice? Would the boss like it if I did it like I did at my uncle’s store?]
[The place I work part-time has a different style from my uncle’s store. It’s a quiet atmosphere.]
[It’s not that we’re going to go in that kind of atmosphere, it’s that we match well.]
[Not at all. Don’t be mistaken.]
[But why is it all about hole serving? Can’t we do it at a cafe?]
[It’s an adaptation problem. I did quite a bit of work at my uncle’s store. Although occasionally.]
[Cafés adapt quickly, too. Let’s do it in a cafe. Restaurants are difficult.]
Look at the reckless insistence again.
I hate it very much.
Come to think of it, wasn’t there a cafe next to where you work? He was even on a job offer.
It certainly smells less than hall serving, and it seems to be less tiring on the body… But I already said that I would come out tomorrow, and this side paid more, so I had no intention of changing it.
[You do it. I like hole serving.]
[Or a figure store is fine.]
Flinch.
Lenka’s face heated up when she read the word ‘figure’.
Matsuda is starting to make fun of herself.
I want to give him a bunch of swear words, but I can’t react.
[What.]
In fact, he himself had a heart for the figure store.
A place where virtue can be achieved. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t interested.
However, they all wanted long-term workers, so they did not even apply.
[Are you asking anyway?]
If you work with Matsuda, you won’t be bored.
I don’t know why, but time goes by so fast when I’m with him.
The president is also handsome, and she will like Matsuda, who is also resourceful.
The problem is that he took his virtue.
Being with Matsuda makes her feel like she’s sitting on a cushion of thorns.
However, I am anxious because I do not know what Matsuda will do if I refuse that offer.
I think it would be better to just keep it aside and monitor and control it…
Do you dodge or collide head-on? It is an evening of deep sorrow.
[I’ll think about it.]
[Is it so. Are you going to sleep now?]
[Uh.]
[Good night.]
Say hello sweetly and make a fuss.
Lenka, grumbling inside her, touched her anime share app without replying.
When her mind is troubled, the quality of communication is the best.
I will leave a review of the anime I saw this time and try to get information about the new work.
[Notification: 68]
She just skipped logging in for a day, but there are countless notifications.
She was the latest comment on hundreds of reviews she had written.
Most of them are compliments. Even the recently written BDSM water was not to their liking, but there were comments saying that they found it interesting.
A genre I watched after being recommended by a malicious user named MK.
The story wasn’t angular, so she enjoyed herself as well.
Come to think of it, this MK user was strangely obstinate.
Just like Matsuda. So, she did a quick block.
‘MK…’
He is a user who likes BDSM and manipulation.
Coincidentally, she has a similar disposition to Matsuda and even shares the same initials for her nickname.
The other day, when I met Matsuda in Akihabara, he had bought a doujinshi, a companion piece called [Asagao’s family situation].
At that time, I thought that MK and Matsuda might be the same person, but I laughed it off.
But not now.
That thought is about to turn into doubt, and doubt into certainty.
I couldn’t participate in Comiket because I didn’t have a ticket, but I’m interested in this so much that I personally came to visit, and I like the teaching material. And even the initials MK…
Is all this really a coincidence?
‘Is it true…?’
Suddenly, I want to check if MK and Matsuda are related.
But how do I check it?
**
The next morning.
After oversleeping the fatigue of the past few days, I picked up her cell phone when I got a call from Lenka.
“Hello…”
-Hey.
“Uh.”
-… What?
“Why?”
– Were you sleeping?
“Yes.”
-Is lunch done now?
“What are you trying to say that you overslept?”
-… That wasn’t it.
I would have refuted it in the past, but to roll up my tail… I’m embarrassed.
I want to see Lenka be a brat, so I’ll have to tease her for a while.
“Did you ask the boss?”
– I asked. The boss wants to see you once. Can you come by this afternoon?
As soon as I went to work, it seems that I gave a word to the boss.
It’s unique. I’ll have to scratch my chin with a prize.
I asked, raising my upper body and stretching.
“What time is it?”
– Until 3 o’clock. Write down your resume and bring it.
“All right. Give me a location.”
-See you later.
“Is it so.”
Pop.
The call hung up immediately.
It looks like Lenka is grinding his teeth, but is it an illusion?
I clenched my fists and sighed, imagining her trembling Lenka, then greeted her as Miyuki entered as her window opened with the sound of her rattling.
“Are you here?”
“Huh. I just woke up?”
“Uh. Sit down for a minute.”
“Why?”
“Hurry. I have something to tell you.”
As I patted the mattress warmed by body temperature, Miyuki tilted her head and put her butt next to me.
To her, I told her about my plans for winter vacation.
“Doing a part-time job? Suddenly? What wind blows?”
“Just keep it short. I worked at my uncle’s store and it was fun.”
“Okay…? Did you like it? So what about our studies?”
Miyuki seemed to approve of my part-time job itself.
No, to be precise, it’s not a part-time job, but it’s welcoming the fact that you’re living a private life.
Looking at it, it seems that Miyuki is trying to raise me into a reliable and decent member of society.
“I don’t work all week, so I can study on my days off. I’m thinking about doing it four days a week… Will this work for me?”
“It doesn’t matter because I usually adjust my schedule. So, did you apply?”
“Uh. It’s been a long time since I went to the interview at 3pm today.”
“What…? Have you already applied?”
“I’ll tell you more when I get back. But they ask me to bring my resume, do you sell them at the stationery store?”
“Resume…? They sell it, but… Matsuda-kun has no part-time job experience.”
“Uh.”
“Then I think I just need to buy the simplest resume and write down my personal information.”
Your résumé must be very poor.
You might be reluctant to hire just by looking at the paperwork, but it’s okay because it’s a face-to-face position.
If Lenka was gossiping about me, she wouldn’t know either, but she wouldn’t have, so she’d most likely get picked.
My Lenka… Let’s go through various things with me and build up a good feeling.
“Are you notified on the same day that you are hired?”
I shrugged my shoulders and answered Miyuki’s question.
“Well. I’m not sure about that. If you get picked, wouldn’t it be possible to tell them to work right away? They say you have to learn it quickly because it’s short.”
“It could be. Then go through the interview and let me know how it went. If Matsuda-kun says he’s working, let’s meet Haruka.”
“Who is that?”
“I thought you wouldn’t remember. Nanase Haruka.”
“Ah, I remembered.”
He was a friend of Miyuki, who shares the same last name as Chinami.
It’s been a long time since I heard it, I can’t remember.
There’s a pretty girl next to a pretty girl. Since she’s Miyuki’s friend, she must be pretty, right?
I want to see you sometime
