After marrying Kunikida

MaidLatte is a maid cafe in Yokohama. Although it has not been open for a long time, it is very famous in the niche circle.The maids in this cafe have different styles and are very cute, and the food is also delicious——

"Of course, the hourly wages are also quite high."

When asked why she came to apply for a job, Akiba Sakura thought for a while and did not hide anything from her colleague Honoka, and answered her reason very neatly: "After all, at that time, my mother was in the hospital and my father was still a child." Bad gambler, I've done any job with a higher hourly wage."

"Including physical work?"

"Including, but after trying it once, I found that I still don't have that much strength, and it affects my daily life too much."

With a blank expression on his face, he pulled down the clothes on his chest and exhaled under the gaze of the other party. Akiba Sakura looked down at the two piles of useless fat on her chest, and when she raised her head, she met the eyes of the blonde maid in front of her.

"Ara, don't be proud of being well-developed. According to statistics, the maid that customers prefer is me, Sakura."

"I have no pride. After all, I not only think that I will suffer from periarthritis of the shoulder due to the center of gravity at the age of 20, but also cause a series of cervical spondylosis and respiratory problems due to chest fat."

"..."

Lin Qiaomei, the chef lady who was standing aside and getting ready, pulled the two of them apart very quickly. Although the only person in MaidLatte who can face the black Honoka directly is Akiba Sakura, but if the two of them keep facing each other like this, they will definitely meet in the end. Turns into an endless self-esteem battle.

But just like Akiba Sakura said, MaidLatte has an hourly salary of 850 yen as a maid cafe, a five-hour part-time job four days a week, and a monthly income of [-] pure hourly wages excluding tips. For the former Akiba Sakura, it was like a life-saving straw.

So what's wrong with calling customers "owners" as long as you put aside your inner shame?If she really wanted to shout, it wouldn't be a problem for her to respectfully call out "God".

As in the past, after school, she rushed to the cafe to hand over the job. Standing at the entrance of the maid cafe, Akiba Sakura combed her hair into a ponytail, put on some makeup, and started her daily part-time job at the maid cafe.She wasn't afraid that Lihai University's classmates would know about it. As for Liu Sheng...

Come on, the part-time job here was recommended by Yagyu Hiroshi.

Standing at the door, the ladies and sisters who worked together in order guided the "Master" home. Looking at the young man in a windbreaker who was his turn to receive, Akiba Sakura's smile suddenly froze, and her voice was rare when she lowered her gaze. So natural.

"Welcome home, Master."

"Oh, then, I'm back."

It should be a very gentle voice, and it should also be a very kind appearance. I don't know why Akiba Sakura has a cold feeling running down her spine.This feeling is very strange, but it is so familiar that it can no longer be familiar——

It was the same feeling as when she went home two days ago and met Koye Ozaki who told herself that she needed to pay back the money or join Mafia at the port.

Slightly pinching the corner of the skirt, Akiba Sakura quickly adjusted her mood, and showed a smile almost exactly the same as she treated other guests to the young man with a strap on her hand: "Then please, master, what do you think?" Want something to drink?"

"Well, then give me a cup of coffee."

Seeing the girl in front of him lead him to a seat by the window, Dazai Osamu's expression didn't change at all, he just casually glanced at the menu she handed over and propped his chin feeling a little bit interesting.

He just married Kunikida Doppo yesterday, and today he can come to a part-time maid cafe and call him "Master" so naturally - even though he knows this is a requirement of the maid cafe, Osamu Dazai still finds it very interesting.

Hmm... If Kunikida-kun came over and saw it, what kind of expression would he have?

Looking at the girl who wore the most conservative maid outfit among all of them with a bit of mischief, Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes slightly.As a maid lady, Akiba Sakura maintains a kind of popularity in this maid cafe that is not too high but definitely not low. In the case that the ratio of male and female customers in this cafe is unexpectedly not too large, She seems to be more popular among female customers, and she is more comfortable.

It is also understandable, after all, in this environment, female customers do bring them more sense of security than men.It is not surprising that this kind of unconscious dependence and the respectful "Miss" addressed to women by maids make female customers even more elated.

But if there is anything strange, then it is probably Akiba Sakura's "position selection".

The place where she occasionally waits and stands can almost see everyone's actions. If this is not a coffee shop, this place is completely the best solution for a killer.

Hearing the footsteps around him and the gentle but sunny voice "Your coffee is ready", Osamu Dazai put down the "Complete Suicide Manual" in his hand and took the coffee, thanked him and then he She could feel her gaze resting on her own book.

"Speaking of which, don't you know how to call it?"

"Ah, you can call me 'Sakura', please don't add any nickname suffix."

Akiba Sakura withdrew her gaze, looked into Osamu Dazai's eyes and deliberately raised her voice to a sweeter level.She didn't know what she was trying to cover up, but the only thing she could be sure of was that the man in front of her was terrifying.

It's not that the force is terrible, but his own words and the accuracy of his guesses gave her the illusion that she had fallen into the opponent's palm.

Although I don't know what this guest is planning, but judging from the fact that the book he took out to read in the maid cafe is "Complete Suicide Manual", he is definitely a strange guest.

Uh, although the customers who come to the maid cafe are generally quite strange, this one is definitely among the top three.

"Sakura? Well, it's a very good name, just call me Dazai."

Dazai...

Although she seems to have heard of this name from nowhere, Akiba Sakura knew that she should not pay too much attention to it at this time. After she nodded with a smile, she looked into his eyes and tried her best to speak in the same tone as usual: "Then Dazai-sama, Is there anything else you want besides coffee?"

"No need, let's do this first, I'm not too hungry."

After making an "OK" gesture and withdrawing from the menu, Akiba Sakura could feel that his gaze was always on her.There is a taste of scrutiny in this kind of gaze, but it is not the unpleasant staring of the opposite sex, it is more like a comparison?

Who is he comparing himself to?

When she was still free, she went back to the kitchen and "stealed" some small sandwiches that Lin Qiaomei made for them. Akiba Sakura squinted her eyes and sighed softly: "Sister Qiaomei's sandwiches are as delicious as ever. I tried it for the first time, but I still don’t feel as good as you.”

"Ahaha, after all, I'm a chef. It's the busiest time for you and it's dinner time, so let's eat something first."

Lin Qiaomei looked at the girl who stuffed herself with three sandwiches in a row and handed him another glass of warm water very thoughtfully——Since Lin Qiaomei came to the cafe, Akiba Sakura carefully calculated that as long as they were under her nose I have never had a sip of ice water, and my health is unbelievable.

"Drink something iced, my stomach can't stand it."

Sprinkle the tomato meat sauce in the spoon neatly on the spaghetti and garnish with celery leaves. After handing the two servings of spaghetti to Akiba Sakura, Lin Qiaomei stretched out: "I make tomato minced meat every day." It’s okay to have braised noodles and fried rice with omelets, but if you can’t even drink hot tea, I’d better resign as a chef.”

"Pfft, thank you, Miss Qiaomei."

After replenishing her energy with a smile, she placed the work of her own chef on the side of the order table No. 7. Akiba Sakura turned her head with a smile when she heard the sound of the coffee cup being tapped with a spoon on the table next to her. With a maid's respectful attitude: "Yes, please wait a moment, master."

It's really natural and professional.

With the Blue Mountain coffee he just ordered in his hand, Osamu Dazai’s smile deepened a lot, and at the same time, he observed the entire customer group of the coffee shop with great interest—of course, most of the people who can come to the maid cafe are otaku, but there are also There are many white-collar and pink-collar workers.It's not surprising that the latter can come to a place like a maid cafe, but it seems that a considerable part of him is looking at him?

Glancing at his desk, which happened to be by the glass window facing the street, Osamu Dazai couldn't help but really laughed.This girl is really interesting, put yourself in this seat where you can observe most of the cafe, and let him be a special "bait"?

Well, he doesn't mind being this kind of "bait".

The way to call a waiter in a maid cafe is naturally different from that of an ordinary cafe. As long as you touch the edge of the coffee cup with the spoon stirring the coffee, the crisp sound can attract the attention of the maids.As if noticing the pattern on the coffee cup for the first time, Osamu Dazai glanced at the store manager Hyoudou Mayzuki who was walking around in a dark blue maid outfit, and was somewhat interested in this cafe.

The coffee cups on each table are almost different, and the lines and textures are also quite tasteful; the maid cafe, which is supposed to focus on service and gimmicks, does excellent coffee, and the other food is also excellent.

It seems that there is a good place to rest.

"Master Dazai, do you have any orders?"

"Please, when I saw Sakura, I suddenly didn't know what to say."

Looking up at Akiba Sakura's dark gray eyes, Dazai Osamu's smile has hardly changed since he entered the door. He retracted the slightly old book in his hand, as if addressing someone close to him. Qingrou: "It's just that I have a request, I wonder if Sakura can do it?"

"Just ask you to order. As a maid, I will naturally do my best to do it for you."

The premise of being a maid is really very careful.

"Then, Sakura."

Osamu Dazai crossed his hands on his chin and looked directly into her eyes for the first time, making Akiba Sakura a little stiff while saying his request.

"Are you willing to die in love with me?"