Chapter 221 – Property
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“Aaaaagh!”
Burying her face in her pillow, Lenka let out a lion’s roar in her chest.
Crossing her feet, she even hit her bed, and when she calmed down a little, she lay down in her right posture.
As she calmed the heat on her hot face with her regular breathing, she thought of her little boy who had humiliated her today.
That mischievous face… I won’t forget it even if I die.
‘Driving me crazy…’
In her car, she confessed her own secret in a fit of rage as Matsuda seemed to be pulling her off.
Matsuda, of course, knew that she liked this subculture… But she couldn’t help but feel annoyed.
Still, if you ask me if I’m relieved… I can say it’s a little bit.
Really, really, a little bit, not even dust.
Whoa-!
Vibration from the cell phone placed next to the bed.
It must be Matsuda’s phone. Lenka, having an ominous feeling, carefully checked her phone.
As expected, the name [Trash Matsuda Ken] Was displayed on the screen.
After taking a deep breath, Lenka thought for a moment about what to do before pressing the call button.
“What.”
– I just called. What are you doing now figure look?
You are already making fun of yourself.
After all, was the confession a handshake? I should have calmed down a bit then… I want to turn back time.
“Shut up.”
-You look so consistent. It hurts so don’t say such harsh words.
What does it mean to be sick?
From the sound of her voice, it’s clear that she enjoys cursing herself.
Said Lenka, whose calmed-down face turned red again.
“Don’t contact me.”
-No, I do not want. Good luck with the opening tomorrow. Don’t talk freely with men without my permission.
I’m full of spirits. Could this guy really be crazy?
The subject of having a good relationship with Chinami, talking like a boyfriend trying to spy on and possess a girlfriend.
And it’s very disgusting.
While enjoying the attention of the losing female customers, why is he putting restrictions on himself…
Inequality itself. He is the king of selfish human beings. Even if it’s ridiculous, there’s not too much.
“It’s really cool. So you’re telling the male customer to keep his mouth shut when ordering?”
No, but why is he asking such a question?
It’s not enough even if you pour out a bunch of curse words and block it.
It’s like this… It’s like he’s obeying Matsuda himself.
– I’m telling you to do it right.
“Why should I listen to you?”
– Do I have to tell you again? Sore mouth?
“Shut up. Die.”
-If you say that one more time, you will be scolded.
“Are you scolding me for what you did? I am not afraid of anything.”
-Then keep going.
What does that confidence mean?
Are you trying to threaten me by using your position as a fan?
It never works I won’t be swayed by that evil villain anymore.
“I will sleep.”
But I can’t speak with confidence.
Just hearing Matsuda’s voice makes me feel timid.
It can be really strange.
-Good night.
I like my voice unnecessarily… And I’m annoyed again.
Pop.
Ending the call without saying anything to her, Lenka calmed her troubled mind by repeating one of her kendo’s essential virtues, Myung-Kyung Jisoo.
“Damn…!”
When that didn’t work at all, she kicked the duvet up.
She keeps thinking Matsuda found himself greeting a passer-by who asked for directions at Comiket.
And the part where the figure was caught, and the malicious kid recognizing himself.
‘It’s ruined…’
If she gets involved with Matsuda, her quiet inside will be shattered.
It wasn’t meant to introduce him to her boss in the first place… It’s her own fault.
What can I do though? It’s already happened, so we have no choice but to break through head-on.
Thinking so, Lenka entered her anime share and checked her notifications.
There are several comments in her girlfriend’s assistant journal that she recently reviewed.
Some asked if she had a taste for BDSM water, some said she looked it up out of curiosity after looking at the reviews, and some said it was fun, others said it wasn’t.
Looking closely at the overall reaction, the overall dislike was severe.
It was inevitable due to the nature of the genre. Because there were only a few people who had this sexual orientation.
‘It was fun, but…’
She was also on the negative side like many people, but she was interested in ‘Master and I’, which MK first recommended, and got quite a lot of fun in ‘Girlfriend Assistant’.
Anyway, the important thing wasn’t this, it was MK.
There was a strong possibility that this guy was Matsuda.
Their initials are the same, their liking for teaching materials, and even their way of speaking are similar.
Of course, it’s not confirmed yet, but I think it’s 70%… No, it’s more than 80%.
If this conjecture is true, then she has an excellent outlet for her anger.
Run, Matsuda, who doesn’t know Ino-chan’s true identity, gets insulted by her and eats and swears…
When I imagine it, the corners of my mouth go up. It’s not a little bit, but it’s a lot, but wouldn’t it be good if you feel good.
Giggling at the thought of her fluttering Matsuda, Lenka turned off her app and closed her eyes.
Too much happened today.
Because I have to wake up early tomorrow… It’s early, but let’s sleep.
‘Bad child…’
Lenka poured out her curses at Matsuda inside her, and she tried her best not to think about anything and put her to sleep.
**
I got out of the car with a protracted yawn and entered the cafe.
Inside the cafe where soft ballad music was playing, Lenka crinkled her brow when she noticed me entering.
“I-what’s wrong with me…?”
Then the customer who was ordering the drink was startled.
In response to her reaction, Lenka, realizing what she had done, hurriedly lowered her head.
“Ah…! I’m really sorry… I suddenly had a strange thought… I’m sorry…”
I thought it was funny that Lenka was flustered when she unintentionally expressed her disapproval towards her customer, so I took a picture of her work card and changed her clothes.
Afterwards, she approached Lenka, who was greeting customers leaving the cafe with a drink.
“Why are you frowning in front of customers?”
Did you think that I was an idiot for being sarcastic in the morning?
Lenka grieved at this and glared at me.
“It’s because of you…!”
“I just came in, but I’m alone. Did you keep your promise?”
“… What promise?”
“Did you behave well?”
“I never made a promise in the first place, but you are a mess…!”
“So you didn’t keep it?”
“Noisy, do something.”
“Didn’t you keep it?”
“Do something.”
Resistance has grown stronger
In this case, there is a way.
I crossed my arms and stared at Lenka, whose face was about to go red, and spat out the words I thought I should cherish.
“Hmm.”
Then the response came right away.
She twitched her eyebrows and bit her lower lip.
Looking at my expression, which seemed to be conspiring suspiciously to anyone, she quietly confessed while avoiding her eyes.
“In the first place… The male customer didn’t come…”
“If you come?”
“What are you going to do if you come…! You’re a guest…! I need to order…! Do you want me to cut my part-time job?”
“That would be difficult. Then we’ll take care of taking orders.”
“There’s nothing to watch, sleep, or do, I’ll just do it on my own. What am I your property? You’re talking nonsense…!”
You are well aware. I’ll put a compliment sticker on your butt.
“I feel sad.”
“Whatever. Don’t stress me out.”
“Director.”
“What, why…!”
“You don’t like me doing this?”
“You say that?”
“It’s nice that I’ve come to the point where I can have a conversation like this with the manager who hated me so much.”
“No matter how you say it, what will the listeners think if you selfishly say your words?”
Even though you revealed that you are interested in it, you don’t notice it.
The essential virtue of a slave is notice… It’s a pity.
I hope you will reflect on my words when you go home later.
“Shall we trade then?”
“Transaction…?”
“You don’t like the fact that I put pressure on you in such a reckless way, does the manager?”
Lenka’s eyes narrowed a couple of times.
I was taken aback by my serious attitude.
“… Yes? Oh, and rather than hate it… It’s obvious that it’s for the purpose of making me angry…”
If you don’t like it, you don’t like it. Why is your tongue so long?
Lenka, whose teaching assistant has advanced enough… So good.
Wouldn’t it be good enough for a hug?
Having thought about that, I asked with a gentle smile.
“Then shall we restrain ourselves a little?”
“… Are you just going to do that?”
“Of course not. As much as I’m considerate of the manager’s position, wouldn’t it be right for the manager to be kind to me?”
At that, Lenka glared at me with an expression that said, “If so…”
“I won’t even die.”
“You know what I’m asking you?”
“It’s obvious. It’s a cosplay She must be thinking of humiliating me by dressing up like the magical girl I saw last time.”
“It’s not a magical girl… If the manager wants it, will we do it?”
“You don’t? And you… If you’re thinking of making Chinami cosplay just because I refused…”
“What kind of garbage am I? Do you want Master to do that?”
“It’s trash.”
“I have nothing to say.”
“No, and wait a minute… He refrained from saying that to Chinami, but why does it to me…”
“I said that because I liked what the manager did. I had no intention of asking anyone else to wear it in the first place.”
Lenka’s mouth closed.
Did she feel a bit vague because she seemed to be getting special treatment?
Or am I saying this because I’m embarrassed to say this?
I thought it would be nice if it was the former, so I continued.
“If you do it just once, I won’t talk about anything related to cosplay anymore.”
“I have no reason to…”
“Why not? I’ve corrected my way of speaking, and I don’t have to bother with things like this. Please don’t refuse so quickly, just think about it a little.”
“… Do you know that you really hate me?”
“I know.”
“Pervert.”
“I know that too.”
Using Lenka’s chewy temperament, she could have made things easier.
For example, I will keep it a secret from people, so I ask them to do a cosplay.
But it was almost a threat, and if it did, it would have ruined her likability.
Of course, it’s still half coercive, but I think it’s much better than that kind of threat as it’s a situation where Lenka is the subject of the decision.
“Will you think?”
Did he sense something suspicious in the suddenly changed soft tone?
Lenka narrowed her eyes and looked at me gently.
After being like that for a while, she opened her mouth.
“Are you doing drugs or something…?”
“What are you talking about?”
“No… Since just now, his attitude has changed all the time… Anyway, I think… I can… Just think…”
Just having a positive answer pop out like this is a success.
It feels like all the hard work has paid off.
I laughed out loud inwardly.
“That was enough. Shall we change the subject a little now?”
“What subject?”
“What anime figure is the RZ-78 I bought yesterday?”
“…”
Lenka’s eyes slowly closed and opened.
The expression that something is to come.
She blew out her nose as if she was determined.
“Mobile Knight series…”
“Oh, I know that. It’s a very old robot series, right? What character is this from?”
“The first episode… The main character machine…”
“Can I take a look?”
“Muh, what are you even looking at…? You can just look it up on your phone…”
“Is it so? All right. But the manager.”
“Why…!”
“Do you remember what you said to me in the clubroom before?”
“What do you mean?”
“The words I told you not to mislead Master with strange breathing or anything. In fact, you pretended not to know what kind of technology it was, right? Are you trying to hide the virtue?”
“…”
I can see cold sweat running down Lenka’s temples.
I think it would be very tasty to tease Lenka with this chewy discussion from time to time.
The karma accumulated so far… Should I liquidate it?
