Chapter 217 – Lenka’s Assistant’s Diary 2
Lenka called me after returning from lunch at a gyudon restaurant.
“Matsuda. Boss for a long time Eat food.”
After answering that I knew, I filled the grinder with coffee beans and sealed the rest.
“What did you eat?”
“Gyudon.”
“So what kind of gyudon?”
“Just gyudon.”
“Hmm.”
“I ate chashudon…”
As soon as she exclaimed, she hurriedly spoke about the type of gyudon.
It’s funny how he’s already becoming a teaching assistant in this way.
I will have to use this occasionally. If you overdo it, you may develop immunity.
“It was delicious?”
“… Uh.”
“Thank god. Wait… I asked something.”
“What? Where?”
“I’ll take it off.”
After saying that, I didn’t even listen to Lenka’s answer, I reached out and gently touched her by the side of her head.
Then she was greatly perplexed and raised her voice.
“Hey… Hey! What are you doing…!”
The voice is quite loud.
It was a shame because there were no customers, but if there were, it would have been a complaint.
I removed what looked like a small translucent shell with a light brown color from Lenka’s head, and looked at it as if it were nothing special.
“It looks like onion skins.”
“… Onion skins?”
“Yes. Don’t go around burying yourself in a mess.”
To be honest, I wanted to eat right in front of my eyes like a chimney, but I watched it.
“Wow, it must have stuck when I came out of the kitchen… I can’t pay attention to every detail because my hair is long… And who wants to put their hands on someone else’s body?”
Lenka, scolding her, was playing with her own side hair, which was hanging down below her.
I guess I’m concerned unconsciously anyway.
I obediently apologized for throwing the peel in the trash.
“Sorry.”
“It’s okay… From now on, just say it.”
“All right. Are you going to eat that meal?”
“Go.”
“If you are busy, call me on the extension line. I’ll be back soon.”
“You don’t have to come sooner.”
“Are you considering me to eat slowly?”
“It’s not. It’s because I don’t like to see your face.”
To say something that is not in your heart.
Instead of answering with a smirk, I went over to the gyudon restaurant and had a meal while chatting with the owner and other staff.
Later, when she returned to the cafe, Lenka was cheerfully welcoming her customers.
“Welcome! This is Cafe 24!”
He has a smile on his face, completely different from when he was talking to me, but suddenly I get jealous.
In return for tickling the owner, I’m going to put a rotor covered with a condom inside and have him do his job.
After going over to the counter and washing my hands, I walked over to Lenka who had finished her order and asked.
“What did you order?”
“Drip coffee and strawberry latte.”
“I’ll have a strawberry latte.”
“No, you make drip coffee.”
“Why?”
“Because you don’t look good with strawberries.”
“What…Then what suits you?”
“Pineapple.”
Why Pineapple?
I never meant to say it was sweet…
Maybe it’s a dangerous shell.
“Why?”
“Shut up. Work. Drip coffee.”
Renka, speaking in a translation style, points to a filter for drip coffee.
I feel like there’s a little bit of playfulness mixed into her voice.
**
After lunchtime, there were quite a few customers.
Not all cafes were full. However, there were many customers doing take out.
Thanks to that, Lenka and I were busy moving without even having a proper private conversation.
It’s a bonus that the boss came to help her for a while in the middle, gave her a thumbs up saying that her skills were growing, and went back to the store.
After a big storm passed, Lenka and I took a breather while eating the food the boss brought us in the cafe that was empty again.
“You’ve been very busy.”
“Isn’t that too much? It was easy enough once you got used to it.”
“Did you?”
“What is the way you talk to that puppy? I’m in a bad mood, so why don’t you do what you normally do?”
“It was as usual. But isn’t it hard to stand up all the time?”
“Nothing. Are you having a hard time?”
“My leg hurts a little.”
“It’s because I don’t exercise.”
“I work hard.”
“Don’t do that.”
Don’t ask what kind of exercise do you do? It’s a shame.
After eating the karaage in front of me, I tried to dispose of the accumulated garbage.
Then, Lenka poked her in the back with her own finger.
“Hey, Matsuda.”
“Yes. Anything else to take out the trash?”
“That’s not it… The book you bought last time…”
“Book? Ah… Is that it? Asagao’s family line…”
“Hey, don’t talk loudly…! A little…!”
She looked around with no one around her and she couldn’t help herself.
I burst into laughter at that cute reaction and said.
“Okay. Why is that? You want to borrow it?”
“Borrow something… I just wanted to ask if you’re enjoying it…”
“Didn’t I tell you that it was fun before?”
“See you again…”
“I’ll see you when I think about it.”
“Okay…?”
“Yes. Why are you bringing that up all of a sudden? Are you interested in Asagao-san’s figure?”
“That, what kind of nonsense is that…!”
“Is there a figure display stand in the manager’s house?”
“Why are things suddenly going that way? Throw out the trash! While throwing it away, you throw it away too…!”
You’re not denying it this time, just changing the subject?
I want to be more and more honest.
“It’s too much.”
“…But do you have a figure of Mr. Asagao’s household situation?”
“I do not know.”
“You didn’t know, but did you pretend to know?”
“Yes. Then I thought the manager would tell me the answer.”
“I…?”
“The manager is an expert in this way.”
“Wouldn’t you be fooling around…?”
“Just turn yourself in and find the light.”
“What kind of criminal am I?”
“That is what it means. Let’s go to work together today.”
At those words, Lenka twitched her eyebrows.
“You finish an hour earlier than me.”
“You can’t wait. Coincidentally, I was also going to buy something nearby, so call me when you’re done.”
“Can I just go?”
“Nope.”
“I hate it too. I want to go alone.”
“Don’t waste it.”
“The swarm is what you’re using…! Why are you people so selfish?”
“Director.”
My attitude suddenly changed seriously.
Seeing this, Lenka’s startled voice lowered slightly.
“Muh, what…!”
“Would you like to go with me?”
“… I don’t hate it, but I keep teasing you like this…!”
“If you say you won’t make fun of me, will you go with me?”
“No, well… Go if you can go quietly… Because it’s more convenient than public transportation…”
“Then do it. I won’t make fun of you.”
“… Then what… Let’s go together…”
The more she talks to Lenka, the more her desire to do her kinky things with her grows.
I hope that soon we will become a relationship that is so deep that we can’t even compare it to now.
With that thought in mind, I opened the store door and greeted a customer who came in.
“Welcome, this is Cafe 24.”
**
“I’ll go.”
“Yes. Go in.”
“Did I go to work first tomorrow?”
As for the schedule, Lenka herself should know much better.
Even so, if she dared to ask me, it meant that she was bothered by the fact that she had come all the way home without saying a word.
Being uncharacteristically kind… Tsutsu.
“Yes.”
“Okay. Thanks for the ride.”
“See you tomorrow.”
I looked down at Lenka and met Miyuki and watched a movie. After returning home, I checked her cell phone.
Afterwards, when a notification popped up on the Annie Share app, she raised the corner of her mouth.
What message did you send today? It’s pounding.
[MK, I read the female training assistant you recommended. It was fun. I’ll try to leave a review soon.]
Unlike yesterday, a kind note has arrived.
Are you trying to play a bad cop and a good cop with 2 roles per person?
Let’s pretend we passed.
[I’m glad you enjoyed it. That’s a masterpiece.]
[Iknow, right. Are there any other tutorials you would recommend?]
That’s why Lenka brought up the story of Mr. Asagao’s family situation earlier.
If I mention that book by any chance, it becomes clear that MK is me.
It’s like last time, and it’s like this time… Our Lenka is really good at sloppy things.
[What level is it?]
[It doesn’t matter if it’s not like Scottish water.]
[Let’s look for it.]
[Thank you. By the way, what does MK mean?]
[It doesn’t mean much.]
[Is this your initial? If yes, can you tell me only your last name?]
You’re already showing your true colors.
Patience is essential to get the desired result while giving sticks and carrots… I don’t know if I’m being too impatient.
[Did it turn?]
[To say you turned around, you’re talking too harshly. ಠ‸ಠ Are you really that rude?]
[Who was the first to say something rude? Is it a common question to ask for your last name on the Internet?]
[You may ask.]
[No.]
[That’s right.]
[You wrote a note to play with words?]
[Sorry. I did it because I wanted to become friends.]
Lenka on the internet has aegyo unlike in real life.
Her aegyo is a bit different from the usual aegyo, but I thought she suited it quite well.
And she’s a little childish
[Are you a girl?]
[Yes.]
[Let’s get to know each other then.]
[I find it absurd that your attitude changes as soon as you mention your gender. Is it a female bird?]
[What is a female bird?]
[You’re crazy about women.]
[Did you just curse?]
[I told you the meaning of the word. By the way, how old are you?]
[I don’t know.]
[Fuck you]
At this point, isn’t Lenka also convinced that MK is me, and she swears like that?
The reason I’ve asked a lot of questions so far is to make that certainty complete.
[You are attractive. Cute.]
[My attitude changed when I revealed that I was a woman. It’s really ugly.]
[It’s because playing with Netkama is fun.]
[It’s not Netkama.]
[Let’s say yes. Post a review.]
[Yes. Please think of something else you can recommend.]
After chewing Lenka’s last note and turning off the app, I buried her face in the pillow.
I hope tomorrow comes soon.
It’s nice to see Lenka gradually opening up to me in her own way.
That’s why I want to torture you even more.
