Chapter 66: IF Extra: The Butler Cafe’s Absolute Social Death for a Limited Time…
【Limited Time Event · Butler Cafe Theme】
"The Black Organization's leader sets out to establish a base in Tokyo for exchanging intelligence among its members. Suddenly, a cafe pops up featuring uniformed male waiters offering emotional value to customers!"
"*As a member of the organization, you must help the prospective store employees complete their disguises so that normal customers won't notice!"
* Ongoing tasks:
Talk to [5] store clerks on duty: (0/5)
Provide in-depth training to store staff so they can handle various emergencies: (0/1)
Assisting store staff in receiving customer waves: (0/1)
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"Welcome home, Master."
He wore white cat ears that didn't match his skin tone, and his purple-gray eyes reflected tiny flickering lights under the light. He tugged at the hem of his unruly skirt, but continued to diligently guide the guests.
"You can call me by my name, Bourbon." He made room for a person to pass through, keeping his bright, cheerful face facing the customer. "Next, I'll introduce you to our services."
Why would that gentleman do this kind of thing...
I totally don't understand.
No matter what he felt in his heart, Toru Amuro still maintained a flawless smile on his face, and patiently explained the basic rules of the maid cafe, such as prohibiting secret photography, video recording, touching the waiters' bodies, etc.
You need to temporarily store your own food with him. Since the target audience is women, there is no need to emphasize the no-smoking rule.
"Your coffee, please enjoy." The young man with phoenix eyes, wearing a black and white dress uniform, took the coffee cup from the tray and placed it where he could reach it.
The liquid in the cup is shaken slightly, and the heart-shaped latte art inside shakes with it.
Wow…
The solid-color fabric is cut into a fluffy skirt, which forms a visual contradiction with the man's tough body curves. However, if you look closely, you will find that the softer facial features are inexplicably coordinated with the clothing.
Scotland paused.
He should have chosen to leave after serving the coffee, but the other person's gaze lingered on his face and body to a degree that was difficult to ignore, causing him to freeze inconspicuously.
This unusual and exaggerated lace uniform seemed to have a more positive effect than expected.
When she saw him appear, her eyes, which were originally focused on the store's decoration, suddenly widened and she stared at him intently.
Even though I was mentally prepared, there were still some...
The mysterious boss of the organization announced without hesitation that he would set up an intelligence base in Tokyo and send them to pretend to be store clerks, who would actually be responsible for secret intelligence transactions.
I thought he was just an ordinary waiter, but I didn't expect it to be a theme cafe.
Even Zero, Lei, and even that scary man were dragged in to make up the numbers...
"Are you the only two footmen working during business hours?"
In response to the customer's inquiry, Scotland quickly stepped into his waiter's role, recalling where his companion had gone: "Lei, who was handing out flyers outside, is also an employee of our store."
"Call out your top star." The guest wearing sunglasses in the room waved his hand heroically.
Do you think this is a gigolo in Kabukicho?
Veins appeared on Toru Amuro's forehead.
Is this what Black Label Whisky said about the difficult customers you might encounter?
He reached out rudely and hooked off the sunglasses on the other person's nose, and the green eyes underneath looked at him reflexively.
"If you're asking about Gin, he's in the kitchen."
Although seeing Toru Amuro and Scotland in uniforms is very easy on the eyes.
But what players are most looking forward to is the change of image of the man who always wears a windbreaker and the same top hat and has a taciturn personality.
"No," she denied strangely, "I want to ask the Vodka guy."
"...His uniform didn't fit him well, so he could only make omurice in the kitchen."
regret!
She felt regretful.
Fushimi Kyoji mercilessly drove him away: "Then what are you still standing here for? Go and get the omelet rice."
Toru Amuro:......
This guy!
"By the way, where did you get all these maid outfits in all sizes?" They were big enough for most of them to wear.
Fushimi Kyoki blinked: "Kabukicho"
"Okay, shut up." Amuro Toru had a blank expression on his face. No wonder the size was so big.
Scotland smiled bitterly: It really is still a male escort parlor...
As it turned out, Fushimi Kyoki then personally taught Amuro Toru the various rude requests made by rude customers at work.
"This is the deliciously enchanted heart-shaped omelet rice you requested."
Ever since Amuro Toru came out with the tray, Fushimi Kyoji had been staring at him with great anticipation.
"Just... that's it?" She looked a little disappointed.
Toru Amuro:......
Everything is done to destroy the organization.
"Please wait a moment, Master." The voice was so difficult that it seemed to come out from between teeth, full of gnashing teeth. "Let me squeeze out the pattern you like with ketchup~"
When he received the notice to disguise himself as a waiter, he listed all the possible scenarios, did his homework in advance, and secretly learned the skill of squeezing patterns with ketchup.
hehe……
Black Label Whisky, your plan to make things difficult for him is likely to fail!
Amuro Toru is full of confidence.
"Eh, is that okay? Then let's squeeze it onto the omurice..." Fushimi Kyoji thought carefully and finally decided, "Let's make an omurice pattern!"
…Even among this group of criminals in the organization who are all potential psychopaths, Black Label Whisky is at the level where he needs to be hospitalized immediately.
Toru Amuro was concentrating on holding the ketchup bottle and smearing on the omurice while thinking.
"And the most important thing..."
Fushimi Kyoji stared at him with eager eyes, suggesting: "The spell that makes omelet rice delicious..."
Amuro Toru mercilessly warned on the edge of his patience: "Enough is enough."
Very bad service attitude!
But his face makes up for it pretty well.
"Wait a minute, your omelet rice..."
She picked and chose with her chopsticks, and suddenly her eyes paused, focusing on a certain place on the plate. Then she stood up and confronted Amuro Toru, questioning him.
“Why is there no eggshell inside?”
Toru Amuro: "..."
Are you looking for trouble?
Amuro Toru's face was wooden.
He didn't want to recall that shameful experience of casting a spell, but someone kept telling him that omelet rice without a spell had no soul.
That's just a plate of omurice!
The only good news for him was probably that butler cafes were usually frequented by female customers, so he wouldn't run into anyone he knew.
"His expression suddenly became so scary!" Fushimi Kyoki described what she saw truthfully.
In order to prevent the task from being completed due to lack of customers, the players invited two friends to come and support them.
The instinct of an intelligence officer made Toru Amuro unconsciously analyze, a friend of Black Label Whisky?
She was not found to have close contact with any members of the organization other than Gin Vodka.
Basically, members of the organization can be excluded.
Could it be that she is just an ordinary female friend I know?
"...Welcome home." Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Amuro Toru subconsciously went to greet it.
In front of the coffee shop, Hagiwara Kenji Matsuda Jinpei slowly opened his mouth: "..."
Caught off guard, Amuro Toru looked at the two of them in bewilderment: "..."
——It turns out it’s you two!
He swallowed the words "Master".
Otherwise, you will be laughed at by these two guys for the rest of your life!
absolute!
Scotland, who was slowly adapting to the situation, was lucky enough to see the faces of the two familiar guests, and his position was not as close to the front as Amuro Toru. He chose to retreat quietly into the inconspicuous shadows.
Sorry, zero!
After being led to sit down across from Fushimi Kyoki, Matsuda Jinpei slowly put his chin down with his hand and said incoherently, "What... is going on?"
Fushimi Kyoji embellished the content a bit: "The company wants to cross-border transformation and wants to test the waters with theme cafes first."
Scotland has mixed feelings, although it’s true…
As he was thinking about it, he was suddenly pulled in front of the crowd for display. Fushimi Kyoki poked his head out from the side and said to Hagiwara Matsuda, "This is the gentle husband style that the company wants to promote."
"Well, the temperament and image are both very good." Kenji Hagiwara expressed his approval of the character setting of Keimitsu Morofushi without any hesitation.
Next, Lei introduced the character in the same way: "This one has a serious and sad exotic style."
"Then this one is..." Hagiwara Kenji tried hard to suppress his laughter and turned his gaze to Amuro Toru. Matsuda Jinpei, who was sitting next to him, was already laughing uncontrollably.
"Ah, well..." Speaking of Amuro Toru, Fushimi Kyoki was obviously stuck, hesitating for a long time, his tone rising uncertainly, "...My positioning is probably, Shibuya hottie."
Kenji Hagiwara couldn't help coughing, and Jinpei Matsuda could only see his shoulders shaking, completely silent.
Looking at it this way...
Exaggerated hair color, dark skin... although they knew that Rei Furuya's skin color was not the result of tanning.
You really fit the image of a Shibuya gyaru, Kokoro.
Amuro Toru smiled, a smile that could be considered kind if one could ignore the bent spoon in his hand. "Please enjoy this deliciously enchanted omurice."
Matsuda Hagiwara lowered his head and could not see any trace of the omelet rice. The ketchup was piled up like a murder scene, filling the entire plate.
"You two must..."
He smiled and spoke word by word.
The tone was clearly gentle, but it didn't make people feel as if they were basking in the spring breeze. Instead, they felt a sinister wind blowing behind them.
"Good, good, enjoy, use, oh."
ah……
He was definitely being taken out on.
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The author has something to say: The player's expression is serious: Gin Senior! I am very dissatisfied with the title of "Flower of the Brewery" by Vermouth Senior.
Gin (glancing up and down): If you're not satisfied, just change it. Do you expect me to do anything for you?
Player: Okay, Gin-senpai!
…
(After some time)
…
Gin: ...
Vermouth: ...
Toru Amuro:......
Amuro Toru: Can I leave now, please?
Vermouth: I can’t believe it, Gin
Gin: ...
Vermouth: You are the Flower of the Winery this month!
Gin: Shut up, Vermouth
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