Chapter 280 – The Main Character Wants to Experience a Perfect Day
The next morning.
As Miyuki said, I went to the city center to buy a book for tutoring, and I stopped at a coffee shop first.
Swoop.
Unlike when I was working part-time, I confidently entered through the automatic door at the front door,
“Oh! Junior! Hello!”
Wearing a cafe uniform and apron, Chinami twitched her eyebrows as she greeted me at the counter.
“Master? Why are you there?”
“Mufufu… My close friend Lenka asked me to help her today. I’m here to do a part-time job.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes.”
“Okay. Is the job worth doing?”
“Of course. It’s fun to answer when customers ask a lot of questions, and it’s the same with making drinks. Of course, I can’t make complex drinks, but I still enjoy it.”
It fits perfectly with Chinami’s bright image.
In her future, it might not hurt that she let her run her own little private cafe.
Most of the menu is related to peaches.
“I’m glad. By the way, the uniform is really big, isn’t it?”
“Four. This is the uniform your junior wore.”
She must have been embarrassed that she was sharing my clothes, so Chinami crossed her arms downward and pulled her down, twisting her body around her.
I’m dying of being so cute.
I feel like I want to kiss you.
“Didn’t you get a new one?”
“The boss said he would give it to me, but I said I wouldn’t take it. It’s a day’s work, but I can’t be a nuisance.”
After all, our Chinami is kind.
Her heart is so soft. I think I’m going to go crazy.
“Where has the manager gone?”
“You are in the warehouse. By the way, junior, what are you doing here? Are you here to play?”
“No. She stopped by while she was shopping for books.”
“A book? What kind of book is it?”
“A math book. Because Miyuki asked me to buy it.”
“Kouhai Hanazawa?”
“Yes. The three of us study together with Miura tomorrow. Miyuki tutors me.”
“Aha. Junior Hanazawa is doing well in his studies, so I’m helping them.”
“Yes.”
“Let’s work hard and try to get inside the 5th place in the 2nd year!”
If you say the impossible in such a hopeful voice, I have no choice but to try.
While she was having a friendly conversation with Chinami, who even clenched her fists, Lenka came out of the warehouse.
“Uh?”
She came with an armful of cups and cup holders in her hands, she spotted me and her eyes widened.
“What? Why did you come?”
That’s what you say as soon as you meet.
Are you still uneducated?
Slavery education is not childcare… It’s really hard.
“Hello.”
“… Hi.”
“I came as a guest today.”
“I won’t let you go if you try to make me do this and that as an excuse.”
Inside her, Lenka’s words as she put down her supplies she brought with her.
I said, bursting out laughing at her showing off her pretentious coldness.
“Threats are cute. I have no intention of doing that.”
“Good luck then. What are you going to drink?”
“Give me an Americano, please.”
“Pay.”
“You want money?”
“He said he came as a guest. Of course you should.”
“It’s too much.”
“I’ll give you a coupon, so take your anger out or not.”
Yesterday, with Ino-chan’s help, I messed around like that, and today I’m still climbing.
Do you think I can’t touch myself because Chinami is next to me?
I opened her eyes and looked at Lenka gently. Lenka blinked and raised her head proudly.
“450 yen.”
“Are you kidding me? It’s 300 yen.”
“It includes tip.”
“Where are the shops that take 50 percent tips?”
“Here.”
“Are you going to come out like this?”
“What. Any complaints?”
“A lot.”
“…”
As her voice softened slightly, Lenka shut her mouth as if deciding it was time to back off.
Being quick to notice like this makes me sick for some reason.
“Card payment.”
“… I was kidding, what if I take it seriously?”
“The tone wasn’t a joke.”
“It’s okay. Don’t take it.”
“Okay then. I hope my teacher makes the coffee.”
When I shrugged her shoulders and looked at her Chinami with a sigh, her face lit up and she smiled.
“Oh, is that so? Then I’ll put peach syrup in your coffee.”
“Yes…? No. Don’t mess around.”
“Why?”
The way she tilts her head in one direction is so cute that I want to say that I understand everything, but I can’t do that.
What kind of coffee is peach syrup? Just imagining it would taste awful.
“You don’t usually put peach syrup in your coffee.”
“Then, how about adding espresso to iced tea and having a peach americano?”
“That too… A little…”
“Why? Don’t juniors like peaches too?”
“I like it, but a variation like peach coffee is a bit… Unfamiliar. And today, I don’t really like sweets.”
“Is that so? Then I’ll have to serve you regular coffee.”
“I beg of you.”
“Would you like some ice?”
“Yes.”
“All right.”
As if her mood had improved, Chinami hummed her softly and began pouring ice into her cup.
While appreciating her chubby backside like a panda, I looked at Lenka, who giggled slightly, as if I was laughing at myself at a loss for Chinami.
“What is funny?”
“Because it’s funny. Can’t I just laugh?”
“You look very dissatisfied with society.”
“Whatever.”
Mmmm… Seeing Lenka’s bluntness, anal plug training is a must.
Is it too fast? Should I be patient?
I bought a plug with a cat’s tail, but I’ll have to think deeply about it today.
“… What, what…?”
“What.”
“You just looked at me with strange eyes…”
“Do you have any paranoia?”
“Not that…”
Swoop.
Lenka rolled her eyes, as if she felt uneasy, and forced a bright smile as the café door opened and her customers came in.
“Welcome…! This is Cafe 24.”
In the meantime, I sat in a corner seat, and shortly after Chinami brought a tray and set it down on the table, I tapped the seat next to her.
“Sit down please.”
Then, Chinami’s face turned bright red like a peach.
It seemed that he remembered the skinship he had done here the other day.
“Four…? I’m not a guest today, I’m here for a daily part-time job… So it’s a bit difficult…”
“There aren’t many customers, so I’ll stay with you for 2 minutes and then go.”
“Ah, that doesn’t work…”
“The thought of not being welcomed even by Master makes me feel sad all of a sudden.”
“Sickle…? Am I not trustworthy enough to have such negative thoughts? If you’re here to work, don’t do anything else and work hard…!”
“You played with me for a while while I was working the other day.”
“Isn’t it right to take into account that your junior was a formal part-timer, so he adjusted well to work, and that he had a high level of intimacy with the boss? On the other hand, I’m a part-time job who came here at Lenka’s request. If I hit the polka dot, how do you think Lenka will feel when he introduces me to the boss?”
“Isn’t it enough if you don’t get caught?”
“Uh huh…! Uh huh! You are thinking very bad things…! You can’t do that. When I came as a guest, when my juniors sat next to me, my heart raced and I felt guilty, but now that I am working, my feelings will increase. Today, I will never sit next to my junior.”
She put her bent wrist on her waist and looked at me with her stern eyes.
She seems to show Chinami when she teaches me in her kendo club for the first time in a while.
At that time, I hit her face while putting on her protective gear instead… I smile when I think about it.
Anyway, she doesn’t seem to be able to hold onto her Chinami at this rate.
She can’t help it because she hates looking at her.
With a sad expression on her shoulders, I put a straw into the glass her Chinami had brought and sipped the coffee.
“Master made it, so it tastes better than regular coffee.”
“Can it be? The content of beans and the amount of water are the same as in the guide.”
Sometimes Chinami chokes me for words.
There are times when compliments that seem to be at eye level with a child like now don’t work.
A person I don’t really know. Maybe she wasn’t mad that she wouldn’t add peach syrup, right?
“I feel that way.”
“Then I will be proud with a happy heart.”
Aww… The smiling Chinami is so cute.
Right now, I want to hug that petite body tightly and play with her buttocks.
I want to massage my slippery and soft skin with plenty of oil on my body.
I have the urge to hear Chinami’s unique, fresh and peculiar moaning.
“Then I will go back to work. Making drinks is so much fun that I want to try this and that.”
Chinami holds an empty tray close to her chest like an innocent heroine from a cartoon movie.
Her expression shows that she genuinely likes her, so even I feel the tension rise.
“Is it so.”
“Don’t take the finished cup to the return table, just put it on the table.”
“Why?”
“Cleaning up is fun.”
Our Chinami has very unique tastes.
Do you enjoy cleaning tables? But somehow it fits.
“All right.”
“Then enjoy your meal.”
“Wait.”
“Yes?”
As she slightly pouted her lips toward Chinami, who tilted her head, she looked around her in bewilderment.
Then, she hesitantly approached me, pushed out her peach-tinted lips, and lightly brought them to mine.
Took and touch feel is very good.
I’ve seen lively Chinami, I’ve seen chubby Lenka, and I’ve seen Miyuki, so today’s charge is perfect.
If only I could meet Hiyori here, I think it would be the best day… Can I have high expectations?
