My Lovely Neighbour
Seductions

"Finally done!"

While putting on a satisfied expression, Kuroki stretched her body. As usual, it looks like a cat. By the record, his points of faith are minus.

"Otsukaresa."

Shiragami started it. Followed by Shidoki and Kuroki. I was busy tidying up the books so I didn't answer them.

Maybe people will think I am arrogant. But that's just prejudice. The human brain can burn 20% to 60% of a person's calories (depending on the person, of course).

Usually saying "Otsukaresama," is automatic. However, by choosing not to say it and instead thinking about this, I burned more calories. In other words, exercise and keep my body healthy.

I think only I can think of that.

"Aru, do you have a show after this?" Kuroki asked. Lean onto the chair while holding the table.

One day, you will fall. I made sure of that.

"There's." I held my tongue and gave an answer. "I'm working today."

"Oh, today is your shift, Aru-kun?" Shiragami asked. Put the books in the bag.

An unnecessary question. I'm off to work, of course it's my shift.

"Yes." Yeah." I decided to be a good person and nodded.

"By the way, Arumasu-kun works every day what?" Finally, Shidoki asked. Staring at me while closing the blue pencil box.

Finally, a reasonable question. I'll give you 15 points out of 100.

"I work from Monday to Friday. Tuesday and weekend I'm off."

"Four days a week? That's grand. But isn't that too much?"

"Don't worry about him, Shidoki-san." Kuroki shrugged his shoulders. "If the pay is enough, Aru will do anything."

I stared at Kuroki sharply. "Stop making me sound like a desperate man looking for money."

Kuroki just smiled strangely as he said "Sorry, sorry." I don't know what's on the cat's mind.

"You yourself? Any clubs?" I changed to ask.

"This week is off" Kuroki replied briefly. He started to clean his desk. "Shiragami-san, what about you?"

"Me?" Shiragami shouldered her bag. Looking towards Kuroki. "Today my club is also off, so I'm free."

"Ah, so is it." Kuroki nodded. He turned to Shidoki. You can guess what the question is. "If Shidoki-san?"

"I-I didn't join the club, so no." Shidoki answered. Nervous as usual.

"Good!" Kuroki clapped his hands. His strange smile reappeared. "How about we go to the cafe?"

"Cafe? It can be." Shiragami nodded in agreement. Smiling delightfully. "Shidoki-san is coming?"

"U-un, all right." Shidoki also nodded.

I looked at Kuroki. He must be up to something. How could anyone seem to go to a cafe with two girls? Or is that the goal? Wanna show off? Whatever it is, I'm not coming.

I turned on my phone. Staring at him for a few moments then sighing. I put my phone back. Then walk towards the exit.

"I'm almost too late. I'm leaving first." Not waiting for an answer, I walked out.

"Be careful on the road."

"Happy work."

"See you later, Aru!"

Of course, their answers sounded automatically. The ears have no repulsion feature. And again, Kuroki's answer made me feel bad.

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"ah! A-Aru-senpai, good afternoon!" Shortly after I entered the office, someone greeted me.

A beautiful girl with my eyes greeted me from the break table. Long black hair, wearing a slightly small yellow apron belonging to the shop, he smiled slightly. I was a little distracted watching it. Not because of his smile but because of his call to me.

"Reisai-senpai, didn't I tell you not to call me senpai?"

Is correct. The cute-eyed girl who was sitting while holding the pink phone was my upperclassman. He started working here about 3 months ago. However, despite being one year older, he still called me Senpai.

"I-I can't do that!" He refused it back. "Aru-senpai has been working longer than me."

Does it have anything to do? I decided not to think too much about it. I don't know how many times I've told him this I don't know either.

"Harima-senpai is gone?" I asked. I opened my locker and started wearing my uniform.

"Ah, yes." He nodded. Put the phone on the table. "I think he needs help at the cafe."

I let out a breath. This bookstore also serves as a cafe. Also the place of one of the jobs I dislike the most; serving others.

Don't blame me, the servant is a noble work. Bring food and drink to customers. Serving with all my heart. What I don't like is the customer.

I tied my yellow apron. Put the bag inside the locker and walk out of the break room. "I'm first."

"Ah, cheers, Aru-senpai!" Reisai-senpai clenched her hands cutely. Excited me.

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I walked towards the front of the shop. In the cafe area. Bookcases surrounded the small area, a few red sofas beside the windows gave a peaceful view of the outside. Red carpets cover the floor of the area, visitors must take off their footwear if they want to relax and read. Comfortable atmosphere includes anyone who relaxes here

In terms of style, the place is not inferior to other famous cafes. Probably because of the large collection of books here. The problem is the baristas.

I approached the coffee table. A bespectacled young man with long white hair was preparing a cup of capuccino. His movements are shrewd, indicating that he has experience. Her appearance is a little strange. Black fingerless gloves a red head binder, and a white robe.

"Harima-senpai." I called his name.

"Oh, Efu. Come also to you. I can't believe my divine messenger can reach the other side of the gate! Come, help me in this dangerous quest!"

Realizing myself, he began to speak a language that could not be understood carelessly. True, Harima Haruki is a Chuunibyo. In other words, people lack work that has a high imagination. Fantasy writers fall into this category.

"Good, good." I'm nodding. Taking out a tray, I put three cups of coffee on it. "Where?"

"Charlie. Fourth barrier."

"Third row in the corner. Okay." Okay." I nodded, bringing the tray to the order.

High accuracy and knowledge are required to talk to him. That or you're used to talking to her. I've been working with him for two years, I'm used to it. Reisai-senpai had been with him since childhood, he might be able to understand what this chuuni would say with a single glance.

"Sorry to wait." I put their order. Put on a smile. A moment later, the smile disappeared. "Then, what are you guys doing here?"

"Eh... Caught huh?"

A fucking cat is whining weirdly. Kuroki scratched his head. Opposite him, Shiragami and Shidoki sat down. Shiragami also gave a small smile while Shidoki's smile looked a little nervous.

"Kuroki brought us here." Shiragami.

So, this is the cafe he was referring to. I shouldn't have shown this guy my place of work.

"Then, you guys coming?" ask again.

"Ah, I happen to want to buy a book." Shiragami showed me a thick little book. Books of intellectuals. In accordance with his title as ranked number one among the first year.

I looked towards Shidoki. "E-eh, I want to buy a Light Novel...." Shidoki timidly showed me the book. The front cover shows a pair of lovers who are intertwined with red threads.

Ah, romantic novels. Feminine as well.

Last one was the fucking cat. Still smiling strangely. "Oh, I want to see you wearing an apron."

I hit him in the head with a tray.

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"So, do you guys need anything else?" my many. Not as an Efu but as a "servant".

"Please enjoy your drinks. And don't bother me."

I reminded the three of them. Especially Kuroki. I am serious about my job. Playing while working is something that cannot be forgiven.

"Good~"

"okay."

"S-work spirit, Arumasu-kun!" The three of them answered enthusiastically.

I went back to Harima-senpai. He was making a parfait in a tall glass. The white color of milk cream and red syrup in the glass coupled with the crown made of strawberry fruit pieces from above make it look cute and stylish. Stabbing a pair of chocolate pockies and spreading a small piece of chocolate as a decorator, the typical parfait of Harima-senpai was completed.

I have always been amazed at the way I make food and drink. If only his appearance was not too chuuni. Maybe he will always be mobbed by girls who fall in love with him. I glanced towards the break room. Well, there's at least one guy.

"Charlie. Behind the fourth barrier," he said. Waving his robe and pushing his glasses.

So, behind Shidoki and the others.

"okay." I nodded in understanding. Carry the strawberry parfait carefully.

A woman sits on the sofa behind Shidoki. Wearing a grey jacket with a black hat. Look out the window.

Hm? Looks familiar.

I felt something strange. Not thinking too much about it, I put the order on the table.

"Sorry waiting. Please enjoy your parfait." I said my sentence complete with a business smile. "Do you need anything else?"

"What about one sharp-eyed servant?" The girl laughed a little.

Wait for. I know that laugh everywhere.

"Nozomi?" I muttered the girl's name.

He looked towards me. A big smile on his face. Bright as ever.

"Pat~!"