205 205 Maid of honor (customer only) (1/2)
It's been an hour and a half since the store opened, but I still didn't know the momentum of the customers was going to wane. Rather, it is increasing.
Sometimes there are more and more visitors due to the passage of time, but it seems to stir people's curiosity more that they are in line.
Most of the students were at first, but gradually the general visitors were visible.
Although there is no enthusiasm like the students on the boulder, there is basically a glimpse of the general public exhaling at the appearance of the staffs who are looking neat.
Some of them saw a relatively young general customer who talked and managed to have an exchange, but the staff was impressed with it.
”Lady, you're adorable.”
I am naturally called out at midday, but at midday I thank him with a modest smile and continue to serve customers as they are.
He doesn't seem to be going to let me keep talking, and he keeps busting the story of a man trying to dictate, ”Are you ready to order?” He repeated.
They say you're just a customer by responding uniformly.
”I've decided on an order, but you're better than that...”
”I will ask you if you have an order”
”Uh, if you like after this”
”Sorry, we do not accept such services. We'll ask if you have an order.”
I was about to say it, but at midday he smiled and handled it as manual, and he noticed that the staff around him were looking cold, and the male customer was grown up as shriveled and mouthed the order.
When that happens several times, Zhou also has a bitter laugh on the boulder.
(... I'm starting to feel overprotective, not just me)
I feel the will during the class to let harm be done in the middle of the day.
Sure, I'm loved by my class at midday, but I didn't expect you to care so much.
”I know you're worried, but for once we care too much, so don't worry too much.”
If I was heartily surprised, the doorstep, which I heard was just a little empty, approached me with a bitter smile.
By the way, he was also often heard from women, but he was often seen shrugging about whether he was used to it.
”I know you don't care if your popular girlfriend is around, and Fujimiya doesn't mean you can keep worrying about Vertebra. I'll do it when we can.”
”Gateside...”
Fever creeps through my chest realizing the character of my doorstep and classmates in these places.
”Well, sometimes you don't want your friends to feel bad... you don't want me to interrupt the healing of corners”
”Healing?”
”Don't interrupt the relationship between the two sweet and sour air, Kola, sounds like a class idea.”
”I'm sorry. I don't know what that means.”
What are you talking about? It wouldn't be bad if I turned my eyes to this guy.
The side of the door, throwing up a dialogue that doesn't make sense, is throbbing funny, listening to the opinions of word choices that I don't expect to hear from him.
”Well, somehow Mr. Vertebra is loved, I think that's fine. I think it's okay to say that we're being seen favorably in a set of two.”
”That's the same as being observed.”
”No, well, you mean you get into your eyes because you two normally snooze”
”I'm not snuggling.”
”No, no, no, no.”