"Welcome ~"

"Pack of two. - Shh!

A cultural festival has finally begun.

Was the first attempt, maid coffee, rumors calling for rumors, and quite a few people had been coming since the morning of the first day?

But that's just something I might be interested in or scared of.

I am naturally in the mood for the service, considering that it improves its impression and that even more customers served will circulate good rumors.

That's Amelia taking the lead, so it won't be a problem.

Speaking of us on the other hand...

"Number three. Tea set hey!"

"Number four is two omelettes!

"The best is two sandwiches. Yikes!

and the ladies in maid clothes paste the order bills on the spot. And me and Evie, and Albert share in the cooking.

"I'll do the omelet. Evie gets a sandwich, Albert gets a tea set."

Got it!

The customer's legs never stop.

So do the Amelias who serve customers, but we don't have time to rest either.

And I'm going to cook omelet rice. Add the pre-minced, vegetables, coarsely chopped chicken to it into a frying pan and mix it with the rice.

Finally pour in the right amount of ketchup and the chicken rice is done in no time. The problem starts here.

Our sale of omelet rice must be served with semi-ripe eggs, as the name suggests: 'semi-ripe trout omelet rice'. This requires a lot of skill, but it's before breakfast for me.

"Oops..."

When I break about two eggs with one hand, I try to stir them with the chopsticks as they are and melt the eggs. Where the heat has passed so well, I try to lift it up and roll it up. And while paying the utmost attention to the fire, the winding is over.

And when you put that in a thin cylindrical shape over the molded chicken rice, you use the tip of the knife to cleave it with the procedure of putting in a soothing line.

Then, the beautifully cracked egg spreads to envelop the chicken rice. The eggs are also beautifully semi-ripe, not an exaggerated ad.

This is definitely "semi-ripe trout omelet rice".

Though I think it's a good finish, it's not if I'm admiring myself. Serve it up quickly and you give it to Amelia waiting.

"Omelette. Up."

"Whoa!

When Amelia takes the refreshment and the omelet, she puts it out to the customer one after the other. I ask from the kitchen how I eat chilli.

"Good!"

"This omelet rice looks half ripe!

The two male customers were cheeky with omelettes satisfied. Seeing as that happens, my mouth gets slightly loose.

"Phew..."

But there is no leisure time immersed in the aftertaste, an order that comes endlessly.

"Ya, nasty this..."

"Sure. Quite an order. Double my expectations."

Evie and Albert leak their voices like that. Sure, I still have enough ingredients but the pace is faster than I thought. You should think of this as a new offering called made-to-measure coffee with a lot of customers.

After that, I managed to finish cooking for the morning... and I'm finally going to have that moment.

"Ray-kun! You should go now!

Copy that, Elisa.

I left some of it behind, so when I removed the apron, I headed to an empty classroom. That's where my makeup tools and made-up clothes are already ready.

"Evie. Albert. Later, please."

"I'll take care of it!

"Good luck with Ray, too"

"Ah!"

The current time is 11: 20 AM. Lily's appearance is set from twelve o'clock to one. Even the publicity said, 'The legendary maid only shows up for an hour!?' and prepared a new sign.

Not sure how effective that would be, but there must be a lot of attraction.

And when I leave the classroom, I just meet Maria, who was waiting in front of me. He seems more in the mood than usual, and he looks like he's wearing makeup.

Does the hair also have oil on it, smells good of tsubaki. Plus pure white hair that glows slightly more glossy is very pretty.

"Isn't that Maria?"

"Hmm? Oh, Ray. Yay ~"

Maria waves gently with a flicker.

One customer after another would enter the classroom next to her like that, whereas Maria somehow waited alone next door.

No way is this......

"You're not going in?

"Because I'm waiting for this"

Coming out in front of my face is, 'The legendary maid only shows up for an hour!?' It was the billa in the ad. I did hand it out from this morning, but Maria seems to know...

This needs to be tempered.

"This is Lily, isn't it your sister?

"Well, maybe..."

"Hehe. I am the number one thing to remember. Hehe..."

Maria smiling uncomfortably. Is that face a person's evil grin or a grin I look forward to from the heart......

Anyway, I'm pretty sure I'm looking forward to it. That's why I should do everything I can.

"Right. I'm sure you'll enjoy it. Then I need you to excuse me."

"Yeah. See you later."

Oddly enough, we'll be face-to-face in a few minutes, but Maria has no reason to know.

And I ran to an empty classroom.

"Okay......"

We already have all the women's clothing sets. Close the door and get to the women's clothes quickly.

The theme behind this made-to-measure coffee is' clear '. When the Magicswordsman's Games, Magicus Chevalier, became a flashy outfit, but Amelia's suggestion led to a clear route this time.

Therefore, the makeup should be done at a minimum.

Apply the basement and lay it from top to top. And when the eyelines are clean, give the lashes "lashes" a good lift and then gently fix them with a brush. Finally, I pulled a thin pink line on my lip Lip to complete it.

Check yourself again in the mirror.

Mm-hmm. Definitely, a clear system.

Wear the wig at the end. When you put the ground hair together in the net, secure it tightly and cover it with a brunette long wig from the top.

The saggy glossy hairs flow as they fall apart.

"I see. While I'm at it, you're perfect."

It's what Carol has for me, but it's still pretty fine. When it comes to this hand, I can really count on you. The last thing you need to do is put on some made-up clothes and you'll be ready.

……

Stare at the maid's clothes. Everyone has their thoughts here.

Amelia design. And Elisa, who made it. In addition to that, I hear the other girls students helped.

Everyone is working together, working together, and advancing made-to-measure coffee.

So I also wanted to help with that success... that's what I thought.

Emotional. I didn't know I was doing this... life.

Then, when the black stockings are carefully worn, the garter belt is mounted and the stockings are secured with it.

On top of that, I put my sleeves through everyone's thoughtful made-up clothes...

It's in the corner of the classroom, walk in front of you.

"... ah. Perfect."

Perfect. Everything's all green.

You can say I did my best. And I'm sure I'm the only one in my class who has the success of a made-to-measure coffee… and I won't say anything grand.

But by my struggle, change happens. That's a big run.

I think we should make the current situation even better.

……

And then I stare at my right hand.

Nearly a decade has passed since then. This hand should have been stained with blood all along. But how about that? Now I'm really trying to enjoy this cultural festival.

I don't deserve to be happy.

That's what I've been thinking.

But I met a lot of people at this college. I had an irreplaceable companion.

Master, Mr. Abby, Carol. Many other adults took care of me besides that. But not if you are always helped by an adult.

I can move on by my own will. And because you have company standing next to you.

"Okay. Let's do our best. For everyone."

That's how I headed to the battlefield as a single maid.

As a professional and specialist...