The Old Man Is Being Shared by Three Gyarus?! ~An Ordinary Salaryman Is Adored by Energetic, Beautiful Gyarus, and His Daily Life With Gyarus Begins Now!~ - 12

Chapter 12: The Gyaru’s Resume is Highly Confidential

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“Umm… Misaki-san? Would you be interested in working at a family restaurant? I know a place nearby. My friend is the manager there.”

“For real? Is the uniform cute?”

“Well…”

I pictured the gyaru in a frilly maid-style uniform. Yeah, that would be amazing. In fact, I would love to see it. Though… The thought of other guys seeing her looking like that kind of annoyed me a bit.

“I will do it. I will work there.”

“Huh? But I haven’t told you anything yet?”

“I can tell just by looking at your face. You wanna see me in the uniform, don’t you?”

“Huh? Do I really look that obvious?”

I touched my face to check.

“Old man, don’t people often tell you that your thoughts show right on your face?”

“Ah, now that you mention it, yeah. My coworkers say that a lot. They said,‘I can pretty much tell what you’re thinking just by looking at you.’”

Upon hearing my answer, Misaki-san’s temple twitched slightly.

“Hey, old man? By coworkers… You mean like, female coworkers?”

“Yeah. Both of them are female.”

“Both…?”

For some reason, she was glaring at me with eyes full of disdain.

“Are you close with them?”

“Well, our relationships are not bad.”

“Hmm…”

Misaki-san pouted a bit before she turned her attention back to her phone.

“I’m going to report this to Risa and the others RIGHT NOW!”

Her breathing grew heavy as she tapped at her phone screen furiously.

“Umm…”

What’s happening right now…? Anyway, I guess I should give that guy a call. It’s only 6:30 PM so his place shouldn’t be busy yet. 

I opened my phone’s contact list and tapped on ‘Yamamoto.’ After a few rings, he picked up my call. 

『How unusual. You don’t usually call me at this hour』

“Hello. Thanks for picking up my call. I have something I need to ask. Do you have a moment to talk?”

『Yeah, sure. I can spare a little time for you.』

“Thank you. So…”

The guy on the other end of the call, Yamamoto, was an old classmate of mine from middle school. He was the manager of a family restaurant chain on the other side of the station. He was also the only friend I had kept in touch with from middle school. We met up once a month usually and he was one of the few friends I could talk to about anything without holding anything back. Unlike me, he was already married with a lovely wife and two daughters in tow. He had built himself a happy family. To be honest, I really envied him a lot. 

But enough about Yamamoto. Time to get back to the topic at hand.

“There’s a high schooler I know who wants to get a part-time job. Think you could hire her at your place?”

『A high schooler, huh… We’re not hiring right now, but… Is it a girl?』

“Yeah. She’s pretty cute too. I think you’d like her.”

『A cute girl, huh… Yeah, I wouldn’t mind that. Alright, let’s have an interview at least. Can she come by the store today? Let’s say… Around 8 PM? 』

“Are you sure you can have her at 8PM? Isn’t that still a busy time for a family restaurant like yours?”

『Come on, I’m the manager. I can spare a little time for a quick interview.』

I lowered my voice to confirm with Misaki-san, who was sitting next to me.

“She said she can. 8 PM sounds good.”

『Huh? Wait, are you with her right now? Is she a relative or something?』

“No, just someone I met recently.”

『HUH?! You met a high school girl?! What do you mean by ‘met’?! How?! I need details!』

“I will tell you the details some other time. Go focus on your work. See you later.”

『Hey, wait! You—』

I ended the call and as I turned the screen of my phone, Misaki-san tugged at my sleeve with a worried look on her face.

“Hey, old man… Are interviews really that hard? This is my first time interviewing for a job…”

“Heh. You don’t need to worry. It’s nothing to stress over. It should be pretty simple. You just need to introduce yourself and talk about your preferred work hours. The manager is an easygoing guy and easy to talk to. I’m quite certain he will hire you, so just take it easy.”

“Thank goodness! I was so worried! I’m scared I won’t be able to talk properly… Good thing you know your people, old man! Thanks!”

Misaki-san said as she slumped over the table. 

“Well, you should talk to your parents first before deciding whether to take the job, okay?”

“Understood!”

Misaki-san saluted while still slouched over the table, then her eyes lit up.

“Ah! That means—!”

She quickly sat up.

“We can stay together until 8 PM, right? That’s awesome! I’ll go get a new drink! I’ll buy one for you too! What do you want?”

“Well, since you’re offering, I’ll go with a café latte. … Oh, but you need to write your resume first, you know? And get your ID photo taken too.”

“Fufufu~ Old man, you’re so sweet!”

Misaki-san cooed in an overly sweet manner before reaching into her student bag. 

“Actually, I’ve already written my resume!”

She pulled out a half-folded white sheet of paper from her bag.

“Since I’ve already written it, can you check it first… Wait. UGH-?!”

Misaki-san froze as she was about to hand me her resume.

“Huh? What’s the matter? I can check your resume over if you’d like, you know?”

Misaki-san quickly put the resume back into her bag and looked away, clearly avoiding my gaze. 

“N-Now that I think about it… I’ve already asked my friend to look at it. So maybe it’s fine even if you don’t see it first, old man…”

“Hm? Is that so? Well, it’s just a resume for a part-time job anyway. I don’t think it has to be perfect…”

It seemed she didn’t want me to see her resume. Well, I could understand her feelings though. Maybe she didn’t want me to see her personal information, especially since she was a girl, but… I had thought we were getting along pretty well, so I was a bit disappointed…

“I’m going to get the drink, but don’t you dare look at it!”

Misaki-san warned me again before standing up. It seemed I had accidentally let my gaze linger on her bag. 

“I won’t.”

As she stepped into the hallway, Misaki-san took three steps forward before turning her back again. 

“Do-Don’t look at the photo, okay?!”

Ah, I see. So it’s her photo that she doesn’t want me to see. Well, that’s understandable. ID photos tend to now show our best side. My driver’s license photo ID is pretty horrible too. 

“I won’t look, so don’t worry about it. If you don’t hurry, we will have less time to chat, you know?”

I nudged her along and Misaki-san finally made it to the stairs but she turned her back again. She then shouted loudly enough for me to hear.

“If you look, I won’t send you videos of my panties!!”

After shouting that loud enough for the entire floor to hear, Misaki-san quickly ran down the stairs.

“…”

Left behind by her, I stood frozen in place. I was forced to endure the stares from the surrounding people and my body stiffened from the embarrassment. 

–After 8 PM.

“Wha-What?!”

Upon meeting Misaki-san for the first time in the family restaurant’s waiting area, Yamamoto’s mouth opened so wide it looked like his jaw might drop to the floor.

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