My Beautiful Childhood Friend Is Working in a Maid Cafe For Some Reason - Chapter 63

“Mom, did I cause any trouble?”

“No, not at all. In fact, I’m grateful. Make sure to tell Yusuke thank you too.”

Thinking that maybe she enjoyed the food I brought, I replied that I understood.

It’s Friday today. As usual, I’m at the maid cafe, Poplar. Last week, Akari came over to cook, so I didn’t visit. Because of that, Yukina got worried, so I decided to come a little earlier than usual.

Arriving earlier than usual, there were fewer customers, which gave the place a refreshing change of atmosphere.

Yukina was, as always, the one attending to me.

The maids at this cafe usually serve customers at random. But recently, Yukina has been the one attending to me every time. I don’t know if it’s just a coincidence or if some divine intervention of fate is at work again…

As I was pondering this, Miyuki approached me with a wave and a cheerful “Yoo-hoo!” It felt like it had been a while since I’d spoken with her, and I couldn’t help but feel a little happy.

“It feels like it’s been a while.”

“Yeah, I’ve seen you around, but we haven’t talked. How have you been?”

“I’ve been well.”

Miyuki smiled warmly, and as I basked in the comfort of her presence, a chill suddenly crept in from beside me.

“Miyuki-senpai. I’m the one taking care of the master right now, so please leave.”

“Come on, it’s fine, right? I’m not busy at the moment. I want to chat with Yusuke too. Yukina-chan, you can’t hog him all to yourself.”

“H-Hogging him? That’s… N-No, it’s just a coincidence. It’s just by chance that I’m the one serving the master every time.”

Yukina flusteredly tried to make excuses. Miyuki, with her usual kindness, watched over Yukina.

“Hehe, I see, I see… Just by chance, huh?”

“Ugh…”

Miyuki gently patted Yukina’s head, looking quite pleased as she did so.

I get it. I totally understand, Miyuki. When you pat Yukina’s head, it feels like you’re the one being comforted!

The last time I patted Yukina’s head to console her, it was supposed to be for her, but halfway through, it just became really enjoyable for me.

“H-How long are you going to keep patting me? Please stop.”

“Oh, come on, just a little longer~”

Tsundere Yukina resisted with clear hostility, but she was helpless as Miyuki continued patting her head.

No matter how many times I see it, the sight of a beautiful girl patting another beautiful girl’s head never gets old. I thought to myself that even Yukina couldn’t win against Miyuki, while I enjoyed this beautiful scene.

“Alright, there we go.”

After a while, Miyuki seemed satisfied and pulled up a chair next to me and sat down.

What… What is this situation…?

Yukina on my right. Miyuki on my left. I was sandwiched between two maids. Yeah, what exactly is this situation?

“M-Miyuki-senpai, what are you doing!?”

Yukina stood up in a panic. Her voice was so loud that the few customers present turned to look.

“Shhh. Keep it down.”

“Oh… I’m sorry for causing a scene.”

Yukina bowed her head apologetically and sat back down. Then, she shot a sharp glare at Miyuki.

“Jeez, don’t be so scary, Yukina-chan. Don’t get mad.”

“I’m n-not mad. I just… wonder why Miyuki-senpai is sitting next to the master.”

“Well, Yukina-chan, you’re sitting next to him too, so there’s no problem, right? Or do you really want to have Yusuke-kun all to yourself?”

With a teasing smile, Miyuki tested Yukina. Yukina shrank back, mumbling, “That’s not true…”

“Um, what about my opinion…?”

“Yusuke-kun, aren’t you happy? You’re sandwiched between a cute maid and an adorable older sister maid!”

But… It’s really awkward… I couldn’t say that out loud, so feeling a little tense, I just replied, “Y-Yes, I’m happy.”

“Good, good. Honest and admirable~”

With that, Miyuki started patting my head too.

“Wha!?”

Both Yukina and I shouted in unison, surprised.

“M-Miyuki-senpai, why are you patting the master’s head…?”

“It’s fine. It’s not the first time, right? Isn’t that right, Yusuke-kun?”

“Y-Yeah, that’s true, but…”

To be honest, having Miyuki pat my head feels really good and makes me happy. But it’s also super embarrassing. Being patted like this at my age… It’s so embarrassing I can hardly stand it.

And on top of that, Yukina is watching… My embarrassment is growing exponentially.

“That’s unfair. Unfair, unfair, unfair.”

“If you insist so much, Yukina-chan, why don’t you pat his head too? You can make it part of the service for the master. I’ll allow it.”

Hearing Miyuki’s words, Yukina slowly and hesitantly extended her hand. To make room, Miyuki lifted her hand from my head.

My heart was pounding loudly… I even started to break out in a weird sweat.

The moment Yukina’s fingertips touched my hair, I couldn’t hold it in any longer.

“Sa-Saito—”

“I knew it! I can’t do it!”

Just as I was about to ask her to stop, Yukina quickly pulled her hand back. I felt a little hurt by her strong rejection, but I also let out a sigh of relief.

“Ah, Yukina-chan, you’re so timid. Here, take this!”

Suddenly, I felt something soft on my left arm. The sensation was so soft that I could easily imagine the sound effects of it. My body heated up all at once from my left side.

“Mi-Miyuki-san!”

“Mi-Miyuki-senpai!”

Once again, Yukina and I both raised our voices in surprise as Miyuki wrapped her arm around mine and pressed her chest against me.

“Hehe, come to think of it, I did this when we first met too, right?”

Miyuki was saying something, but I couldn’t process any of it. The sensation on my left arm overwhelmed all my thoughts.

Even when I tried to pull away, Miyuki wouldn’t let me go. She tightened her grip, making the feeling even stronger, like she was choking me.

“Mi-Miyuki-senpai! Please stop! The master doesn’t like it!”

“Really? From where I’m standing, Yusuke-kun looks pretty happy~.”

“He-He’s not happy at all!”

“If you insist so much, why don’t you prove it, Yukina-chan? Oh wait, you can’t, right? Because you don’t have any~.”

“W-Well, I can do that much too…”

“Oh? Then why did you stop? Ah, I see, it’s not easy for you to touch him, is it? You’re always like that, Yukina-chan. You can’t touch anyone, so it wouldn’t be fair to the others if you only touched Yusuke-kun, right?”

“T-That’s not it. Besides, this isn’t that kind of shady place, so it’s strange that Miyuki-senpai is doing something like that…”

“But Yusuke-kun looks happy, so it’s fine.”

I was so dazed that I couldn’t even hear the conversation happening beside me until I suddenly felt a sharp pain.

It was on my right cheek. When I looked up, Yukina was pinching my cheek with teary eyes.

“Don’t look so happy…”

“Oh, Yukina-chan. They said the food is ready. You should go get it.”

Watching Yukina’s small figure as she went to get the food, I noticed how tiny she looked. Then, the sensation on my left arm disappeared.

“Ah~ Yukina-chan is just too cute. She gets all worked up from a little teasing.”

“Miyuki-san… Were you teasing her the whole time?”

“Yep.”

Miyuki chuckled softly, looking amused. At that moment, she seemed more like a devilish, seductive demon than the mischievous little devil Yukina appeared to be.

“Well, I don’t want to tease her too much and make her really hate me, so I’ll stop now.”

Miyuki put the chair back in place and started to leave. Just before she left, she turned around and looked at me.

“It’s true that I missed talking with you, Yusuke-kun.”

Miyuki stuck out her tongue playfully before walking away. I couldn’t even think about the meaning behind her words; I was just captivated by how cute that gesture was.

“Huh? Where did Miyuki-senpai go?”

Yukina’s voice snapped me back to reality.

“S-She went somewhere.”

“I see…”

Yukina placed the omurice I had ordered on the table and picked up the ketchup.

Then—

“May it become delicious, may it become delicious, may it become delicious…”

For the first time, Yukina said the classic maid cafe line.

“Wha…!?”

On the omurice, she drew a big, bright red heart with the ketchup. As I stared at it in shock, Yukina spoke up.

“H-Hurry up and eat it already… It’s embarrassing.”

“O-Okay.”

With Yukina blushing all the way to her ears, I nervously picked up the spoon with trembling fingers. I carefully scooped up a piece without breaking the heart as much as possible and put it in my mouth.

…Sweet.

I knew omurice wasn’t supposed to be sweet, but somehow it tasted that way.

“H-How is it?”

“…It’s sweet.”

“Sweet? Did I accidentally mix up the sugar and salt?”

I knew that wasn’t the reason, but I didn’t correct her and continued eating. By the time I finished, even though the portion hadn’t changed, I felt like I had overeaten.