“Now that’s the spirit and enthusiasm I was looking for~”
“Spirit and enthusiasm… right… that’s what this is… it’s definitely not because of what you might have been planning to do.”
“What? I was just going to help you change. I wasn’t going to do anything weird. Nothing at all~ but maybe you have some strange ideas toward your boss when you’ve already got a… no, two girlfriends already?”
“Haha. Yeah… because you definitely weren’t thinking of recording me or anything of the sort just now, right?”
“Recording? Me? Never~ I don’t have such strange hobbies~”
“Then what was with the phone in your hand that looked like you were ready to start recording?”
“Oh, that? It wasn’t anything special. You’re overthinking things.”
She definitely wanted to hold the humiliating footage of when I put it on over me for her own entertainment.
“So you definitely weren’t thinking of showing it to others and cracking dirty jokes at my expense like, ‘look at this inexperienced clumsy boy trying to penetrate Yuna from behind for the first time, he even needed help from someone else to get in the right hole’?”
“Not at all~ who would ever make such vulgar jokes?” Was what came out of her mouth, but her eyes screamed, ‘Are you stupid? Of course it was! What other reason could there be~’
“Now come, come, let’s show Yuna and see what she thinks of the store’s new mascot character?” The Owner dragged me out of the backroom into the store. As soon as Yuna looked our way, she completely stopped moving.
Her grip slackened as her book slowly slipped out of her hand and fell to the ground.
“Yuna~ what do you think? The store’s new mascot character looks cute, right~”
“C-Cute? Is that what it looks like to you?”
“Of course. What does it look like to you?”
“Ehem. No, if you say it’s cute... I’ll take your word for it.” She stiffly bent over and picked up the book that slipped out of her hand.
“Yuna, how does it feel?”
“How does what feel?”
“Why of course, Ran being the first boy to penetrate inside you~”
Yuna’s body froze up as the book fell out of her hand while she was still bent over picking it up.
“Owner, that’s a very unpleasant and crude joke.”
“Crude? It would have been crude if I asked how it felt to have a man with a girlfriend penetrate inside you to your core and warm you up from the inside out.”
“Owner, this is blatant sexual harassment.” Yuna’s entire body trembled as she desperately fought to maintain her composure.
“Sexual harassment? What do you mean? We’re just talking about Ran being inside the Yuna mascot costume. Did you have some sort of weird misunderstanding?” The Owner grinned mischievously.
“N-No… forget it...” Yuna took a deep breath in, recomposed herself, and picked up her book again. She turned her attention back to reading her book and ignored the Owner’s presence.
After the Owner got the reaction she wanted to see out of Yuna, she didn’t bother her anymore and let her return to what she was doing. I was dragged outside inside the Yuna costume and provided a moderately sized portable whiteboard and marker. She set me up at the center of the road on a grassy patch between opposing lanes of traffic.
“Hold the whiteboard up while I write out today’s sale.”
“Uh sure.”
“Hey, don’t forget you’re not supposed to talk while you’re in this. You just nod or shake your head. If someone does talk to you, you just write out your response on the other side of the whiteboard.
I nodded in understanding.
“Good.”
She squatted down low on the ground in front of me while I held the whiteboard out in front of her at waist level as she wrote on it.
“Make sure you enter the store through the back entrance when you’re done, not the front. You got that?”
I nodded as I looked down at her purple head of hair bobbing up and down as she wrote on the whiteboard from above. If seen from a different angle… this… would probably look a bit sketchy.
When I looked up at a car as it drove by, I noticed the driver’s look of shock transform into one of understanding when they drove past our side and realized she was just writing something on the whiteboard I was holding.
“Hey, are you having a few dirty thoughts right now?” She looked up at me from below as her hand stopped in place and she asked.
A bit startled, I vehemently shook my head from left to right.
She stood up, looked me in the eye as she patted me on my shoulders, and said, “Alright~ it’s done~ now all you need to do is stand here and spin and wave this around a bit to catch people’s attention and direct them to our store for the next hour. I’ll head inside and explain the sale to Yuna so she isn’t caught off guard. The sale will only last for the hour that you’re outside.”
I nodded.
Without further ado, she left me behind without giving me any further instructions. I guess she planned to let me figure out what to do myself.
Honestly, this wasn’t actually too bad. At least, right now since it wasn’t hot. When summer came around, I’m sure it’d be awful, but for now, I didn’t mind it that much. No one could see my face inside this costume and I didn’t even need to talk.
It was a little embarrassing wearing it, but I’d eventually become numb to it. Overall, I didn’t hate this sort of arrangement nearly as much as I thought I would. It would have been a completely different story if she expected me to talk to people while in this thing.
As I was curious about what was on sale I took a look. There were a couple of items we were overstocked on. But there was one item I cursed. Alicia’s favorite drink was 50% off. It was written in the largest font among the other items. She even dropped a line boasting about its popularity, exclusivity, and how good this local specialty drink was. Act fast within the next hour was also written.
It was a ploy to get new customers hooked on this cursed drink. With summer approaching, I could only imagine how much more frequently I’d have to restock this cursed product that haunts me every day. I wish whoever was responsible for making it in this city would just kick the bucket or retire. They must have been putting addictive drugs in this shit. The same way a certain soda company contained cocaine in the past.
Twenty minutes passed by as I did what had been requested of me when I suddenly heard the loud rumble of an engine in the distance behind me. It was a sound I was accustomed to now and I didn’t think too much about it. The motorcycle I heard was heading in the direction I was currently facing.
Before it reached my side, the light at the intersection ahead turned red. I flashed my sign at drivers who were turning at the intersection and headed my way until they stopped coming.
It was only then that I noticed the sound of the rumbling engine was directly to my side now. There were a few cars lined up in front of me. I turned, intending to flash my sign at the other drivers further back in the queue of cars when I stopped halfway as my eyes landed on the motorcyclist to my side.
It’s really a small world. I couldn’t help but have that thought as my eyes wandered down to her bare left leg. The road terrorist had appeared. It seemed she was obeying traffic laws today since she was on her street-legal motorcycle.
As soon as she realized I was staring at her, she averted her attention away from me back to the car in front of her. She definitely didn’t know it was me, but I obviously wouldn’t voluntarily give that information away to her.
This was my third encounter with this girl, the self-proclaimed gang leader. Faceless, was it? Some alleged gang I’d never heard of before.
To avoid getting involved with her I turned all the way around and walked past her to advertise to the drivers behind her. When I made it far enough I turned back around only to discover her looking back over her shoulder at me. She quickly turned her attention back to the front when she realized she’d been caught staring at me.
What’s with her? Do I look that weird? Is she finding it hard to believe someone is seriously wearing this and diligently working?
I walked past her and returned to my original spot.
When the light turned green, to my relief, she drove off into the distance never to be seen again.
That is… until five minutes later when she came to a stop at the red light in the opposite lane of travel facing me with the intersection separating us.
What the hell…
“Now that’s the spirit and enthusiasm I was looking for~”
“Spirit and enthusiasm… right… that’s what this is… it’s definitely not because of what you might have been planning to do.”
“What? I was just going to help you change. I wasn’t going to do anything weird. Nothing at all~ but maybe you have some strange ideas toward your boss when you’ve already got a… no, two girlfriends already?”
“Haha. Yeah… because you definitely weren’t thinking of recording me or anything of the sort just now, right?”
“Recording? Me? Never~ I don’t have such strange hobbies~”
“Then what was with the phone in your hand that looked like you were ready to start recording?”
“Oh, that? It wasn’t anything special. You’re overthinking things.”
She definitely wanted to hold the humiliating footage of when I put it on over me for her own entertainment.
“So you definitely weren’t thinking of showing it to others and cracking dirty jokes at my expense like, ‘look at this inexperienced clumsy boy trying to penetrate Yuna from behind for the first time, he even needed help from someone else to get in the right hole’?”
“Not at all~ who would ever make such vulgar jokes?” Was what came out of her mouth, but her eyes screamed, ‘Are you stupid? Of course it was! What other reason could there be~’
“Now come, come, let’s show Yuna and see what she thinks of the store’s new mascot character?” The Owner dragged me out of the backroom into the store. As soon as Yuna looked our way, she completely stopped moving.
Her grip slackened as her book slowly slipped out of her hand and fell to the ground.
“Yuna~ what do you think? The store’s new mascot character looks cute, right~”
“C-Cute? Is that what it looks like to you?”
“Of course. What does it look like to you?”
“Ehem. No, if you say it’s cute... I’ll take your word for it.” She stiffly bent over and picked up the book that slipped out of her hand.
“Yuna, how does it feel?”
“How does what feel?”
“Why of course, Ran being the first boy to penetrate inside you~”
Yuna’s body froze up as the book fell out of her hand while she was still bent over picking it up.
“Owner, that’s a very unpleasant and crude joke.”
“Crude? It would have been crude if I asked how it felt to have a man with a girlfriend penetrate inside you to your core and warm you up from the inside out.”
“Owner, this is blatant sexual harassment.” Yuna’s entire body trembled as she desperately fought to maintain her composure.
“Sexual harassment? What do you mean? We’re just talking about Ran being inside the Yuna mascot costume. Did you have some sort of weird misunderstanding?” The Owner grinned mischievously.
“N-No… forget it...” Yuna took a deep breath in, recomposed herself, and picked up her book again. She turned her attention back to reading her book and ignored the Owner’s presence.
After the Owner got the reaction she wanted to see out of Yuna, she didn’t bother her anymore and let her return to what she was doing. I was dragged outside inside the Yuna costume and provided a moderately sized portable whiteboard and marker. She set me up at the center of the road on a grassy patch between opposing lanes of traffic.
“Hold the whiteboard up while I write out today’s sale.”
“Uh sure.”
“Hey, don’t forget you’re not supposed to talk while you’re in this. You just nod or shake your head. If someone does talk to you, you just write out your response on the other side of the whiteboard.
I nodded in understanding.
“Good.”
She squatted down low on the ground in front of me while I held the whiteboard out in front of her at waist level as she wrote on it.
“Make sure you enter the store through the back entrance when you’re done, not the front. You got that?”
I nodded as I looked down at her purple head of hair bobbing up and down as she wrote on the whiteboard from above. If seen from a different angle… this… would probably look a bit sketchy.
When I looked up at a car as it drove by, I noticed the driver’s look of shock transform into one of understanding when they drove past our side and realized she was just writing something on the whiteboard I was holding.
“Hey, are you having a few dirty thoughts right now?” She looked up at me from below as her hand stopped in place and she asked.
A bit startled, I vehemently shook my head from left to right.
She stood up, looked me in the eye as she patted me on my shoulders, and said, “Alright~ it’s done~ now all you need to do is stand here and spin and wave this around a bit to catch people’s attention and direct them to our store for the next hour. I’ll head inside and explain the sale to Yuna so she isn’t caught off guard. The sale will only last for the hour that you’re outside.”
I nodded.
Without further ado, she left me behind without giving me any further instructions. I guess she planned to let me figure out what to do myself.
Honestly, this wasn’t actually too bad. At least, right now since it wasn’t hot. When summer came around, I’m sure it’d be awful, but for now, I didn’t mind it that much. No one could see my face inside this costume and I didn’t even need to talk.
It was a little embarrassing wearing it, but I’d eventually become numb to it. Overall, I didn’t hate this sort of arrangement nearly as much as I thought I would. It would have been a completely different story if she expected me to talk to people while in this thing.
As I was curious about what was on sale I took a look. There were a couple of items we were overstocked on. But there was one item I cursed. Alicia’s favorite drink was 50% off. It was written in the largest font among the other items. She even dropped a line boasting about its popularity, exclusivity, and how good this local specialty drink was. Act fast within the next hour was also written.
It was a ploy to get new customers hooked on this cursed drink. With summer approaching, I could only imagine how much more frequently I’d have to restock this cursed product that haunts me every day. I wish whoever was responsible for making it in this city would just kick the bucket or retire. They must have been putting addictive drugs in this shit. The same way a certain soda company contained cocaine in the past.
Twenty minutes passed by as I did what had been requested of me when I suddenly heard the loud rumble of an engine in the distance behind me. It was a sound I was accustomed to now and I didn’t think too much about it. The motorcycle I heard was heading in the direction I was currently facing.
Before it reached my side, the light at the intersection ahead turned red. I flashed my sign at drivers who were turning at the intersection and headed my way until they stopped coming.
It was only then that I noticed the sound of the rumbling engine was directly to my side now. There were a few cars lined up in front of me. I turned, intending to flash my sign at the other drivers further back in the queue of cars when I stopped halfway as my eyes landed on the motorcyclist to my side.
It’s really a small world. I couldn’t help but have that thought as my eyes wandered down to her bare left leg. The road terrorist had appeared. It seemed she was obeying traffic laws today since she was on her street-legal motorcycle.
As soon as she realized I was staring at her, she averted her attention away from me back to the car in front of her. She definitely didn’t know it was me, but I obviously wouldn’t voluntarily give that information away to her.
This was my third encounter with this girl, the self-proclaimed gang leader. Faceless, was it? Some alleged gang I’d never heard of before.
To avoid getting involved with her I turned all the way around and walked past her to advertise to the drivers behind her. When I made it far enough I turned back around only to discover her looking back over her shoulder at me. She quickly turned her attention back to the front when she realized she’d been caught staring at me.
What’s with her? Do I look that weird? Is she finding it hard to believe someone is seriously wearing this and diligently working?
I walked past her and returned to my original spot.
When the light turned green, to my relief, she drove off into the distance never to be seen again.
That is… until five minutes later when she came to a stop at the red light in the opposite lane of travel facing me with the intersection separating us.
What the hell…
