Chapter 215 – Ikemen Part-Timer
“You did a really good job!”
Lenka and I greeted lively.
The expression on the face of the president who accepted the greeting was very bright.
It meant that Lenka and I were satisfied with our work.
When it comes to work, it was all about spending time learning and making recipes for various drinks and custom menus for regulars in a quiet cafe, but it was fortunate that I got a good score.
At first, I wanted to know how to memorize all this stuff, but fortunately, there were recipes for each drink in the cafe.
It was okay because I just had to follow it, and the custom menu was not difficult because it was just adding the menu in the force machine.
The real thing could be said from tomorrow.
It was because the boss told us that we were quick to learn our work and that we were good at HR, so he told us to do it together tomorrow.
“It feels like the boss trusts people easily. It’s embarrassing to say this, but you seem careless.”
As I trudged down the street, Lenka nodded her head in agreement.
“I know. I didn’t know that you would ask me to start fighting right away from tomorrow.”
“Let’s do our best together tomorrow.”
“Okay.”
“While learning today, what was the most difficult menu to make? Strawberry frappe seems a bit annoying to me.”
“Hmm… If I had to pick one, I had a hard time with the Chocolate Chip Frappuccino. But where are you going? The train station is this way.”
Lenka asked me as I stood at a crosswalk away from the train.
She smelled her clothes, but I sniffed her and replied as if I was passing by.
“I have to go by car. The manager is also coming. I will give you a ride.”
“What…? Did you bring your car?”
“Yes.”
Was it dumbfounded by my insignificant attitude?
She looked at me with her pitiful eyes and shook her head.
“Then you should have said…! There is also an employee parking lot…”
“I lost the timing to speak. I plan to tell you tomorrow.”
“It’s like a stupid bear. It didn’t happen that way.”
“Are you insulting me? Are you stupid?”
“Does it sound like that?”
“Hmm.”
“Y-don’t do that!”
Lenka reflexively freaked out.
I asked with a puzzled expression, giggling inwardly at her confused reaction after trying it once.
“Why?”
“It looks like they’re plotting a strange plot…!”
“What kind of exclamation is a conspiracy? Aren’t you watching too many cartoons?”
“I’m sorry…!”
Get stabbed? Have you actually seen too many?
I put on a meaningful smile that seemed a bit dark, and pointed my finger at Lenka, who was at a certain distance from me.
“Please come. What are you doing there?”
“…”
Carefully, carefully, Lenka puts out her right foot.
The figure slowly approaching is like a kitten wary of strangers.
“Hey…”
“Why.”
“I know what you’re thinking…But it’s not like that…”
Isn’t this the first thing a woman says to a man when he’s cheating?
“What.”
“…”
Maybe I hated me for ignoring it, so Lenka made an impression on her.
A traffic light that flashes green just in time.
Seeing that, I said in an innocent tone.
“Let’s go.”
“… Driving me crazy.”
I’ve been talking to myself a lot these days, did you know you can hear it all?
Just think to yourself. I feel sorry for all I see.
**
A modern vehicle standing in front of Lenka’s old-fashioned house.
I, who was inside, touched Lenka’s shoulder with my finger, staring at the front door of her own house and not thinking of getting off.
“Boss, are you not going to get off?”
Then Lenka, her shoulders twitching, looked at me.
“… Hey.”
“Yes.”
“Are you… On the Internet or something… Oh, no.”
She tried to say something in her crawling voice, but when she hesitated, she opened her passenger-side door and continued with her.
“I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Thank you.”
“Thank you for the ride.”
“It looks like a tree frog.”
“Think whatever you want. I’ll go. Don’t make an accident.”
It’s funny how he says to be careful.
Laughing at Lenka as she walked away from her car, I returned home, turned on the heater, and took a shower.
After that, I was lying on my bed and trying to turn on the TV while fiddling with my phone, but I found that there was a notification on the Anyshare app I had installed.
I wanted something, and when I went in, there was a personal note.
From Renka’s alter ego, Run Ino-chan.
[Hey, Mr. MK.]
Has it been a long time since you talked to Lenka on the Internet?
Sensing a different feeling, I got down on one knee and put my foot on it, tapping the screen in a comfortable position.
[Hello, Run Ino-chan. Have you read the recommended manga?]
[No. I have something to say.]
A reply came right away.
I guess you were waiting for me
[What is it?]
[Why are you so rude?]
Are you suddenly saying something like that?
Of course, when I leave a review for Lenka or when I send her a private note, I act rudely, but the timing is so off-putting.
After blocking it for a while, I suddenly received an aggressive message…
Thinking for a moment about why Lenka was like that, I raised one corner of her mouth as she seemed to be drawing a picture in her head.
‘I’m thinking of experimenting.’
Lenka could see that she threw rice cakes.
After arguing, if I had a normal conversation with me the next day and said something like ‘I did such and such yesterday, and I get angry’, it would be revealed that I was the same person as MK.
I’m thinking of doing a comparison like this.
It seems that this is why I mentioned the internet in the car earlier.
But isn’t this a timid experiment that’s left to chance?
[Am I?]
[Yes.]
[I’m sorry if you felt that way.]
[Sorry, where do you live?]
[Why should I tell people who don’t know my personal information?]
[Do you live in Tokyo?]
[Well. Where do I live?]
[Are you a man? How old are you?]
You’re obsessive
I don’t know if they’re trying to catch me by pushing me to knit hyeonpi.
[Why are you like this?]
[Scary?]
[Yes. I have work to do, but the note is enough. Please read my girlfriend’s assistant journal and leave a review.]
[I hate to see it. (｡ ̀ ᴖ ́｡)]
Why are you using that emoji?
Are you trying to express your anger?
It’s cute, but it’s very… It looks insignificant, so my tension is relieved.
[Okay then. Don’t look.]
Even though the message that my message was read appeared, there was no reply from Ino-chan.
I was taken aback by the unexpected answer.
Suddenly, these scenes are drawn.
Len Ka, realizing that MK and I are the same person, scolds MK in timid revenge for being hit by me in real life…
The way I take out my anger knowing that I don’t know who I am…
Why do you get upset I feel like my dysphoria has exploded these days.
[Sorry. It was because I was under a lot of stress today. I’ll take a look and leave a review.]
Did you change your method? This time, you leave room for the next conversation and wrap your tail.
Thinking that her tug-of-war was fun, I chewed on her note and opened the message app when Chinami called me.
[Junior, is this the picture you want?]
Along with that message, a photo of Chinami smiling brightly in her mother’s pajamas and nightcap was sent at the same time.
It was a picture taken with a mirror, but there is no chest exposure, but two buttons under the pajamas are undone, revealing an immaculate abdomen…
It was a rather bizarre picture, in which even the navel was barely visible.
Did you do it intentionally? How do you know this deadlock point?
As expected, Chinami is perverted by nature.
[I am very satisfied.]
[I’m glad. It’s worth worrying about. By the way, I heard from Lenka that we were going to work part-time together?]
In the meantime, I think I made a report.
Lenka also secretly uses her time wisely.
Also looks like me
[It happened.]
[I was worried because the two couldn’t eat each other, but it turned out really well. I hope we can get to know each other a lot.]
[As Master said, I will become very close.]
[Yes. Then I will go to the land of dreams.]
[Are there any other pictures?]
[Oh, I’ll send it again tomorrow.]
[Is it so. Good night.]
[Good night juniors too.]
Chinami sends an emoticon in which the peach character bows her head.
I finished my conversation with her and stood up from her seat, thinking that her gently blunt pink face was like her Chinami’s ass.
It was because I heard the door open.
When I opened the window, Miyuki was walking towards me carrying a large plastic bag.
It seems that he came to see the market.
I said, putting on her slippers and approaching her, taking away her plastic bag.
“Why don’t you just come?”
“I was told that I was going to work today, so I was afraid it would be difficult… If I called, he would have come to pick me up.”
“How long will it take… Are you going to sleep tonight?”
“Huh. But I have to leave early tomorrow.”
“Where are you going?”
“Dad said he’s redecorating the garden. Matsuda-kun, will you work again tomorrow?”
“Uh. In the morning.”
“It’s a shame. It would have been nice if we had decorated it together.”
I’m sorry too.
It was an opportunity to leave my traces in Miyuki’s house, where I could see it.
Come to think of it, Miyuki’s room has to be remodeled to my liking…
I’ll try to set up a date for the holidays.
