"Oh, Midday, you're such a cute costume."
It was time for his shift and his parents arrived early, and Zhou was forced to turn his pulling cheek into a smile as he greeted him with midday.
Shibako is clearly shining her eyes at midday in her maid's clothes, eagerly observing the costume and actually touching it to confirm it.
I keep it to a bitter smile as to whether I'm used to it as early as midday, but as a rule, I have to reject it. No matter how many people I know, once I set a precedent in public, people who make mistakes repeat the same thing. That's not where I want it.
At midday, he loses the push and lets himself touch it as he pleases, so Zhou sighs and controls Shikoko with his arm.
"Sir, please don't touch our maid"
"Well. You're a maid dedicated to Zhou"
"Think normally. It means our maid!
Although I try to take it to my own meaning, which makes my cheeks even tighter, there is no indication that Shibako has spoken voluntarily.
Zhou also decides to deal with vegetables knowing that it is pointless to repair them.
"Oh, you mouthless clerk.... What's not to touch, by the way, exclusivity?
"No, no, no. It's the rules. It's strictly forbidden to touch us, we don't serve like that. Don't do this because I can't show it to the other guests."
"Even that's the mother?
"No, I'm not a mother yet"
I guess I already feel like a midday mother. No, she looks more like a mother than a midday fruit mother, and everything is extra adorable than Zhou, Shibako's fruit son, but still the relationship would still be her son's girlfriend.
As for Zhou, I want to show my parents to their seats right away rather than sticking that into them. I've had a couple of clients looking at me from earlier. He's obviously in disgrace because he's looking at us as far as his classmates are concerned.
"That's good. Either way, it won't change."
"So... that's enough. That's fine, let me show you."
"Hey, I don't have a customer yet. Shall I show you around? Nice to meet you, clerk."
Zhou secretly sighs and switches his expression to something for his guests as his mouth trembled at Shibako, who smiled, but Shudo, who had been quiet, apologizes "I'm sorry" with his gaze.
"Excuse me. Let me show you to your seat."
Shibako laughs like Zhou fixes it, while taking the two of them to their empty seats. He returned to customer service at midday and was listening to orders for other tables.
I was about to spill a sigh of shame about why I had to show these to my parents, but I indulged in showing the menu to both of us.
"This is our menu. Please note that all are set products"
"Oh yeah. What about Shudo?
"Right, hey, what's the clerk's recommendation?
"A set if the customer prefers coffee, C set if he prefers tea."
His father didn't tease him like Shibako, but he has a hard time turning a blind eye. I'm fine with serving my classmates, but I'm embarrassed to be inside.
Although the earliest irritation is stronger because of the slight irritation of Shibako.
"By the way, Mr. Maid, take it home."
"We don't serve like that"
"Zhou is in the habit of bringing it back"
"Don't say bad things to people. That's home."
I accidentally returned it with vegetables, but Shibako didn't seem to care. He's obviously bringing a personal story over there, too, so it will be now.
"... in the end I'm taking you home to Zhou's house, so I think I'm taking you home"
"Because I'm only going home. If you take it home, I'll take it home today."
"Well!"
Maybe you're staying? and with a glittering eye, Zhou immediately regretted saying something extra.
"... I'll tell you about that later, so don't put it in my mouth right now. Really."
"It's your age."
"Think about it in common sense. Don't say it in the store."
If you make a sinister face, Shudo will forgive Shibako on the boulder.
"So-so Shibako, shall we wait for you later?"
"That too. Slowly later."
"Stop being so careful. Anyway, the order."
"Then I guess I'll ask for A and C one at a time. I hope so, Shibako."
"Yeah, it's something you can both enjoy."
I'm probably sincerely happy because Shudo understands even if he doesn't say what Shibako wants.
"Yes, I did. Please wait."
So Zhou just goes under the two of us when he takes the order. Anyway, I know I'm gonna be gone after this.
I heard a friendly conversation from behind the directions, so I sighed softly. If I went to pass on the order back, my classmate on the back would stare at me.
"A and C one at a time.... what the hell."
"That, Fujimiya's parents?
"... unfortunately"
"Unfortunately, what is it?... No, Fujimiya and your mother are different characters."
I guess my classmate was also looking at Shikoko's brightness. Compared to that, naturally, it wouldn't be similar.
Classmates who glimpsed the seats of their parents in conversation, smiling at the table, now look at Zhou.
"... uh"
"What the hell?"
"No, they look alike. With your father."
"Really? Well, I think my father's blood is thicker than my mother's..."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah."
I got hammered and narrowed my eyes like I wanted to say something else, but before I pursued it, I went back to my classmate, who had left the scene because I had something to do, wondering what Zhou was.