「Takata-sama,
it's time to go to work」
It was
evening when the maid, who called herself cockroach, came to my room again.
Well,
there was no window and no clock in the room, so I don't know exactly what time
it was. However, she said my workday starts at five o'clock in the evening, so
it must be evening now.
「Before
we leave this room, let me remind you that it is useless to ask for help. There
is no point in trying to talk about the Great Confinement King-sama or this
room. If you try to tell anyone about it, you can’t do it」
”I
can't talk to anyone about it”, is a strange thing to say.
It's
not “don't do it”, or “I'll get hurt if I talk about it”, but “I can't”.
But
somehow, I get it. Maybe I really “can't-do-it”.
After saying
so, the maid walks up to the entrance at the back of the room and beckons me to
come quickly.
「I
can't go out in this bikini!」
「No
problem. On the other side of this door is already the bar's locker room and
break room. And the bar's uniform is a bikini on top and a miniskirt on the
bottom too. The miniskirt will be provided by the bar」
Reluctantly,
I followed her through the door and found myself in a small room with five
steel lockers, no more than six tatami mats.
In the
middle of the room, there were two long folding tables surrounded by six
folding chairs.
The
maid opened one of the lockers, took out a tartan-checked miniskirt, and
offered it to me.
「Please
take this one and wait a moment」
With
that, the maid walked out the door.
（It's......
better than a bikini, though)
I put
on a mini skirt for the time being. Even though it's a mini skirt, it doesn't
serve the purpose of a skirt if it's this short.
And
the top is only a bikini bra, which seems to make the outfit even more
indecent.
（Really......
why do I have to do this?)
My
shoulders slumped involuntarily.
I felt
uncomfortable and alone.
After
a while, a knock sounded, and one of the girls peeked her head out.
「Hello!」 (*Note: ちわー （Chiwa))
A girl
with a slightly long haircut dyed in platinum pink, very girlish enter the
room.
She
was wearing a school uniform, but I couldn't tell what school she belonged to.
「From~
today, please take care of me. I'm Mako, nice to meet you」
「I-I'm
also starting today......」
「Oh, I
see~! Nice to meet you. Hey, what's your name?」
「I'm
T-Takata」
「Taka-chi....
Okay, okay, I remembered」
She
sat down with her chair close to me and came at me with a big smile on her
face.
I
don't know what it is, but it's stupid and insanely intimate.
To be
honest, she's the type I hate the most. This is the type of girl who will flirt
with anyone and go along with the flow and become a delinquent.
After
that, three more gals came into the room.
They
came in saying “Owayo” and “Yoro” and started to change into their bikinis,
making a lot of noise.
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What
the heck is this place? I can only think of it as a...... nest of idiots.
After
they finished changing, they spread out sweets on the desk and asked me and
Mako-san questions without any hesitation.
「What's
that? Where did you make it look like that? Manba[1] type? That's
really cool. But if you're going to go that far, you should at least wear
make-up, it's not balanced」
「Make-up?」
「Yes
yes, she said it was a waste of time when your hair was that color and your
makeup was that color」
Mako-san
was cackling along with the girls, but I couldn't do it, or rather, I didn't
want to be put together with them.
As I
was twitching and twitching, the door opened and two women came in.
One of
them was cockroach maid.
As
soon as I turned to look at the other one, who followed her in, everyone in the
room gasped.
A
foreign woman in an elegant evening dress.
Her
long, silvery hair was like silken threads, glittering in the fluorescent
light. She was beautiful.
「Wow!
She's really beautiful!」
「I mean,
the last one. Why a maid?」
Just
as the gals were saying that, cockroach maid opened her mouth.
「The
owner of this bar has been replaced today. But please be assured that there
will be no change in the way you are treated」
「Eh,
really, not that dirty old man anymore?」
Then
the silver-haired beauty opened her mouth.
「The
new owner who bought this bar has put me in charge of it. You can call me “manager”.
I look forward to working with you from today. Also, I told you that there
would be no changes to the bar, but starting today, the customers will be asked
to vote on your popularity」
「What's
that? Is it similar to a beauty pageant?」
「Yes,
that's right. Every day the rankings will be announced, and at the end of the
month, the results will be counted, and the first place winner for the month
will receive a bonus of 100,000 yen」
「A
hundred thousand yen!? Seriously?」
「Wow,
that's really generous!」
「We'll
just have to work hard at it!」
The
maid clapped her hands as the gals began to get excited.
「Then
the bar will open, so please stand by」
「Yes!」
The
manager led the gals, which seemed to be in a buoyant mood, out of the room,
leaving me, Mako-san and the maid alone.
「Are
you ready? The contest has already started from the stage of taking positions」
As if
driven by the maid, I left the break room and found that the other side was
already a bar. It's a very long and narrow counter only.
The
three gals were in the middle of the room, so Mako-san and I stood in the
corner.
「I'll handle
the customer orders from the two newcomers for today. Please concentrate on
your conversation with the customers」
The
maid announced from behind me, and Mako-san smiled, “Aha, okay”.
After
a while, customers gradually came into the bar.
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「Is
Rena-chan out today?」
「I'm
here. Yama-chan, why did you come to see me?」
「Of
course, I'm madly in love with Rena-chan!」
A
group of what seemed to be regulars took up positions in front of the gals and
started drinking happily with them.
One by
one, customers started to come in, all heading towards the three gals.
「It's
hard to get customers, isn't it, my friend?」
「......I
guess」
I
didn't know what to say, so I let my brow cloud over, and she looked into my
face and smiled.
「Geez,
Taka-chi, it's no good, you need more smiley faces!」
「Eh....
ah, yeah」
After
a while, the bar was full. The counter in front of Mako-san and me was filled
with customers, as if they were being pushed out of the way by the crowd.
「Are
you new here?」
「Yes.
You can call me Mako! Do customers come here often?」
As
Mako-san started chatting with the customers without hesitation, an unrefined
man came in front of me, looked up at me and made a troubled face.
「Well,
are you new......?」
「Yes」
「Uhhh.......」
「What?」
「Highball.......」
「Highball?」
I
nodded my head.
（High
outside pitch? Does that mean he wants to talk about baseball?)
Then,
a maid comes up behind me and offers a drink.
「Highball.
Please serve it to him」
（Oh, it's
a drink called “highball” ......)
Anyway,
I put it down in front of him, and he looks annoyed again and moves aside the
glass he was drinking from before. He then looked behind me and opened his
mouth.
「Hey
hey, you, why are you a maid?」
「I'm
the new backup here. Please think of me as a kind of shadow」
「Oh,
really? I'd much rather talk to you than this pouty girl」
「Please
don't do this, the manager will be very upset. Takata-san, the customer wishes
to speak with you. Please say something pleasant to discuss」
「A
story? O-okay」
In response
to the maid's rash request, I pondered a bit.
It's
better to have an interesting...... story that is informative anyway.
And
then I told the man in front of me.
I
decided to tell the uncle in front of me how harmful tobacco and alcohol are to
the healthy development of young people.
(1) Manba
-> deep tan and contrasting white make-up. Their hair is usually
pastel-coloured or blonde, and very long and back-combed. Their clothes are
neon and layered)
