CH 4
When I Grabbed a Cute Girl's Weakness, I Threatened Her to Be My Girlfriend, But She's Too Wholesome and I Want to Make Her Happy~
Chapter 4 â I Had Her Write Some Words on My Omurice
âUm⦠So⦠Erm, wellâ¦â
ââ¦â¦â
Fujisaki-sanâs sister repeatedly opened and closed her mouth to say something.
I just stared at her in silence. No, itâs not that I canât talk, itâs just that I canât think of anything to say because I didnât expect to see her again in a place like this.
âWhatâs wrong, Kotone-chan?â
Another maid noticed the state of Fujisaki-sanâs sister. She looked at me and her in turn and gave me a dubious look.
Hmm? Doesnât this situation look bad?
There are tears in the corner of Fujisaki-sanâs sisterâs eyes because sheâs too troubled. And Iâm the only one in front of her. It would look like Iâm picking on her.
âI-Iâll order this omurice. The one with the maidâs drawings!â
âY-Yes, master!â
I hurriedly ordered a menu. Fujisaki-sanâs younger sister nodded roughly while shaking her twin-tail hair.
Fujisaki-sanâs sister withdrew to the back and the other maid also withdrew her dubious look.
Iâm safe now. I lean my weight on the backrest.
Thereâs a reason why Fujisaki-sanâs sister was distraught. I just panicked because she panicked. I was spotted visiting a maid café alone, and thatâs not a bad thing at all!
Our school rules forbid part-time jobs. What would the penalty be if she was found out? I donât think she would be expelled at once, but I think it would be a serious matter. You would have to have special circumstances to be allowed to work.
And yet, she was spotted by a student from the same schoolâ¦
If we hadnât known each other, I would have remained unaware as we are in different grades, but unfortunately, Fujisaki-sanâs sister got involved with me.
It was nothing more and nothing less than lending and borrowing an umbrella. Itâs a fact that can be ignored and pretended to have never existed.
But she didnât ignore me. She saw my face and knew exactly who I was.
âT-Thank you for waiting⦠Nyan.â
It was a very basic ânyanâ.
I looked up and saw Fujisaki-sanâs sister putting the omurice I ordered on the table. Itâs probably my fault that her smile is awkward. Iâm sorry I came.
âUm⦠What would you like me to write on that omurice?â
She asked me awkwardly. Come to think of it, I wonder if I can get a maid to draw a picture.
âAnything?â
âY-Yes. If I can do it.â
I gave it some thought. It can be written or drawn. Of course, it would be out of the question to make a maid write anything naughty. If a big, strong man comes out from the back, Iâll be in trouble. I donât know if thereâs anyone like that in maid cafes, though.
âThen⦠Write, âI love you.ââ
âEh?â
The junior girl maid froze.
âIs something like that not allowed?â
âN-No⦠Iâll do my best.â
Her hands holding the ketchup are trembling. It seems like it was a terrible order.
âWell then, here I go!â
She was very determined. Her face was bright red, even her ears were red. I could tell how she felt.
Fujisaki-sanâs sister bent over and wrote letters in ketchup on the omurice. âI love you,â she wrote in handwriting better than I expected. The writing was more beautiful than the handwriting I write in my class notes.
âW-What do you think!â
âYes. Itâs fine.â
âThank you!â
She smiled happily at me, even though it might have been reckless.
Satisfied, Fujisaki-sanâs sister turned around to leave. But then, she turned around once again and put her face close to mine.
What the h**l!? I was struggling to keep my inner impatience from showing on my face when I heard a gentle whisper in my ear.
âAida-senpai⦠I would like to have a word with you. May I have a moment of your time after this?â
Her breath tingled in my ear. I nodded my head in response.
âThank you very much. I will have a break in 30 minutes, letâs talk then.â
And with that, she left the table. She didnât cast any magic to make the omurice taste better.
What does she want to say to me? My heart is pounding really fast⦠Well, itâs not like sheâs going to say anything that will make my heart flutter.
Donât tell the school that sheâs working part-time here. Thatâs probably what sheâs going to say. In the first place, thereâs nothing else to talk about between me and the junior girl.
She doesnât trust me enough that she has to warn me. Well, weâve only just met the other day. But thatâs exactly why I donât think Iâd do anything if sheâd just ignore meâ¦
ââ¦â¦â
I stuck my spoon into the omurice with the word âI love youâ written in large letters.
I know it seems like a waste, but I have to eat the food. I donât know how they made it, but the omurice with âI love youâ written on it was better than the one I had at the usual family restaurant.