“No! Seniors. Well, as far as that goes… .”

    “Eh. Do you think it will suit you well?”

    Seong Yu-rin was speechless at the manager’s pure reaction.

    You got hit too.

    It’s not as easy as you think to say no to a manager like that… .

    As someone who has experienced this a few times, I also feel sympathy for the same disease.

    That doesn’t mean I don’t like the manager doing that.

    Cute level… ?

    I wonder what it would be like to say that someone older than me is cute, but in reality, I am older, so wouldn’t it be okay?

    And, although Seong Yu-rin was embarrassed, she continued to glance at the pamphlet to see if she was interested.

    Umm… .

    I’m a little excited too, right?

    Personally, I would like to see everyone at least once, not just Seong Yu-rin.

    So, we headed to the collaboration cafe, each with different thoughts in mind.

    Indeed, as expected, there were many people lining up at the collaboration cafe during lunch time.

    However, the length of the line was unusual.

    “This is… It looks like everyone who came to today’s event came.”

    It may be a bit of an exaggeration, but what I said when I saw the line in front of the cafe explained the current situation.

    It felt like there were more people than the crowd that had just gathered in front of our booth.

    no wonder… As I came this far, I realized there were fewer people inside than I thought, so they were all here.

    “Ugh. This is why I can’t even order before the deadline, let alone sit down and eat!”

    The manager was furious.

    “It can’t be helped. We had no choice but to come late.”

    “What should I do… ?”

    “Please wait a moment. I will come back and see how quickly it decreases.”

    The manager seemed to really want to try it, so I decided to go to the front and see if the line would shorten quickly.

    “Yes. I’ll be here.”

    I slipped out to the side and headed to the front of the line.

    I must have walked halfway when I saw one more line.

    Why are there two lines? So I looked closer and, unlike the long line of people entering the cafe, there was another line for takeout.

    Seeing that the line here was moving pretty quickly, I thought it was worth waiting in line.

    After thinking about it carefully, I took a picture of the menu at the end of the takeout line.

    This was so that you could choose which menu to eat in advance.

    When I returned to the group, I told everyone the news.

    The manager who heard me said with his arms crossed.

    “I see. The line here is long because there are a lot of people who came for the collaboration event and to see the cosplay staff.”

    “What is the manager like?”

    “Uuuuu~ I’m also very interested, but… It can’t be helped.”

    The manager looked around at us once and spoke.

    “Because everyone’s time is more precious.”

    Although he sometimes goes awry, he is not a stubborn person who sticks to common sense.

    “There is no need to stand in line with six people, so would you like to wait in the waiting room first? Or, you can also look around other booths.”

    Rather than just having the kids lined up in the blazing sun, I decided to move efficiently.

    Even though they refused several times, they eventually nodded and headed back into the exhibition hall after I continued to persuade them with various reasons.

    I showed the menu, took everyone’s order, and stayed in line.

    “How did you all meet friends?”

    … With a rumor.

    I wondered if it would be difficult for me to carry all the food by myself, and as one person tried to stay behind, we ended up with a rock-paper-scissors game.

    “One since elementary school, the other since middle school… And I met another person when I entered high school.”

    “What, that is.”

    Yuseol laughed.

    It was amazing for me to actually say this out loud.

    “Then, can I ask you something?”

    “What is it?”

    “I was wondering how you and the manager met and became friends.”

    It was a topic I asked about because it was too awkward for the two of us to talk about, but after talking about it, I became genuinely curious.

    “Hmm… . With Ara unnie?”

    “Yes.”

    From what I remember, we just happened to know each other. I remember just saying that and moving on.

    “It’s really not a big deal. It was literally a coincidence.”

    Yoo Seol raised his head and looked back on his memories.

    “I was in the art club last year, right? Because I was the youngest at the time, I did a lot of chores.”

    “That’s right.”

    “Yes. I first saw Ara when I went to run errands for the student council to submit a report on club activities for the first semester.”

    “At the student council? That’s rare.”

    Is there such an irony in the fact that the student council was the place where I first met the trembling manager?

    “Until then, it wasn’t anything special.”

    “Yes. Oh, I guess it was before that happened?”

    I think the two met before the incident that senior Seongho mentioned about the manager lying down in the student council and being filmed by the student council president.

    “Yes. I guess so. It was my first time hearing about that too. Anyway, after that, we ran into each other every time we went to the student council, and Ara started talking to me first.”

    Umm. The manager is definitely more sociable than the rumor.

    “At first, we only said hello, but as we saw each other often, we ended up chatting while waiting for work to be done. When I told him I was in the art department, he got very interested from then on.”

    “That’s really a coincidence.”

    Yoo Seol looked embarrassed and said, avoiding eye contact.

    “That’s right. Well, well. I think it’s good that we’ve become friends now.”

    Manager and Yoo Seol, they look good together when they stand side by side… I also feel fortunate that we have become friends.

    If the manager had not become close to Yoo Seol, he would never have met her and formed a relationship like this.

    For me, Yoo Seol felt a bond as my first painting friend.

    … I don’t know what it would be like in the opposite case.

    Still, even though we chat like this, I wouldn’t say, ‘Actually, I didn’t think we were that close.’

    Along with Yoo Seol, there is a story about becoming friends with the manager, a story about club activities, a story about Lee Se-ah and her friends, etc.

    We talked about various things.

    Thanks to this, the seemingly endless waiting line quickly shortened, and before we knew it, it was our turn.

    “Hello! A handsome and pretty adventurer! What would you like to order?”

    With a strange mixture of informal language and politeness.

    As expected from a collaboration cafe for a cosplay event, we were greeted by a maid cosplay clerk in quite authentic attire.

    It is quite different from the maid uniform seen at Seong Yu-rin’s house.

    Since this cosplay outfit contains a lot of subcultural elements, it may be different from a proper maid uniform.

    I stuttered while looking at the menu.

    “Bill… . Two omurice and… … .”

    “Handsome knight adventurer! When ordering, you have to say the name of the menu correctly to be understood!”

    “No, that.”

    I shot Yuseol a look asking for help.

    That’s right… .

    This is because all of the menu names were creepy.

    What is omelet rice filled with puffy hearts? .

    Even though I am quite an otaku, this is difficult.

    It felt like the line for takeout orders was slowly shrinking, so I never thought there would be a trap like this waiting for me.

    Yu Seol, who caught my gaze, slowly retreated.

    “I, I will be waiting at the food receiving area.”

    “No, wait… .”

    Before I could catch him, Yoo Seol ran away.

    To be precise, I am watching with interest from afar.

    If you’re going to go, should you really go and wait?

    “Adventurer? There’s a lot of line. Huhuhu.”

    “Ugh… .”

    … In the end, I was only able to be liberated when those brilliant names came out of my mouth.

    shit. Why did everyone order so many different types?

    * * *

    “Sigh… Are you okay?”

    Yoo Seol said, trying hard to hold back laughter.

    “… Could you please help me? Our senior is.”

    “I’m really sorry. It’s still too much for me.”

    It was too much for me too.

    … I did it because I was afraid of the glares from the people behind me.

    As soon as I finished doing it, the clerk started laughing. It seemed like she was playing a trick on purpose.

    Anyway, I went back to the waiting room with the food I worked so hard to get.

    Fortunately, the waiting time to order was a bit long, but the time it took for the food to come out was short, so it didn’t take that long.

    When I returned to the waiting room, I noticed the four of them interacting with each other in a more cordial manner than before, perhaps because they had been talking to each other during that time.

    I don’t know about Seong Yu-rin, who is the manager and the older person, or Lee Se-ah, who is still quite sociable.

    Seeing that Lee So-yoon, who is shy, naturally smiles and treats the manager, shows that the manager’s friendliness is amazing.

    “ character. Delivery has arrived.”

    “Are you here? thank you. I’ll eat well.”

    I told the children who stood up and received their food one by one the menu they had ordered, and then I sat down.

    As befits the menu of this collaboration cafe, the taste of omurice is made with cute mascot characters and hearts carefully drawn with ketchup, which are cruelly dismantled with a spoon and spooned into the mouth.

    It was truly delicious in proportion to its shame.

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