Busy as ever in the Japanese branch of the Royal Shining Hotel, famous and well-known faces stay here. Some conduct their business meetings here, while others just stay to relax. There's not a day when I'll even get a proper break—especially from those brothers. All they had me work on are their sadistic whims, but there were times I did what my job is supposed to be.

Going back from the start: right after the head concierge Mr. Yamamoto collapsed, when I got assigned with Murayama, the famous Kira brothers made me their personal concierge!

Well…I'm supposed to be serving -one- of them, but they kept arguing and came to a conclusion to "share". There's some reluctance but they still agreed. But I can't believe they treated me like an object though… They even said they'll offer me a bedroom, but I chose to stay in the dorms.

My heart won't probably take it if I lived with either one of those gorgeous people. Just imagining accidentally seeing one of them in a robe half-naked in the morning is—

"Junko?" a familiar male voice sent me back to reality. "Junko Sakura, Earth to Miss Sakura!"

"Ah!?" I almost dropped the notebook I was holding. "Y-Yes…?"

The guy wearing glasses who called me is Murayama, the person I was assigned with. Right now I'm assigned at the front desk to greet guests.

"What's wrong? Feeling ill?" he took off his gloves and raised a hand over to my forehead while he had his other hand on his.

"N-No! I'm fine, thank you. I was just…"

"It's about the Kira brothers, isn't it? I know it is tough dealing with them, take it easy. I wish I was assigned with you there too to help you."

His thoughtfulness is so shining; I really wish he really was assigned with me!

"Ooh~ Morning flirting?"

"It's not!" I yelped as I quickly turned over to the guy who said it. "Ah…"

In front of us were the Kira brothers—but all dressed funny. I suddenly want to laugh…but I can't and it'll cost me my job.

"Mr. Minami, we aren't flirting," Murayama spoke, "I was just checking if Junko had a fever."

"That's good to hear," Chiaki grinned, and then he slowly raised my chin, "But I'd rather do that myself. After all, she's -my- concierge."

Chiaki's still so self-centered I wish he'd stop insisting me to work for him. He can be kind too—sometimes… But when he's alone he's like a kid.

"You're not the only one, Charles!" Minami went between me and Chiaki. "She's -our- concierge. You can't even tell if Junko's sick or not."

Playful like a child, Minami's hard to deal with as well. But when he gets serious, his genius shows off. He's popular especially among the ladies, and it's annoying that he calls me -his- toy.

"That's enough you too," Rei stepped in with his hands like opening a double door. "Miss Sakura is getting embarrassed."

Like a true businessman, Rei is top-notch and can read the atmosphere. Although he's a scary guy to be honest, his different smiles tell me that.

"Seconded," Shizuka nodded with a grin. "We're all sharing her, remember?"

That's not a fun thing to say, Shizuka… I sighed. Just looking at him is making me jealous sometimes because not only he's a model but his good looks can even surpass a woman's.

"Let's get moving, everyone," Toma clapped his hands while another one is clinging behind his back.

There's someone behind him. I'm a curious person so I looked over behind Toma, "Mr… Mr. Mei?"

"Don't look!" Mei screamed when he hid behind Toma as soon as he saw me looking. "Not even a tiny peek!"

"Pfft, come on, Mei-Mei~ Let her see that!" Minami tugged Mei's arm, "There's no one else here but us!"

"Cut it out, you idiot!"

Before Toma could intervene, Minami had successfully pulled out Mei—and a very 'unique' person beholds my sight.

The cold and aloof world-class pianist Mei is right in front of me wearing a female concierge's uniform. Surprisingly, he looks good in it.

Doted on by Toma the workaholic, they make a pretty good pair of brothers. For as long as I've been working with them, both Mei and Toma are really nice on the inside as well.

"You look so cute in that uniform!" Minami laughed like there's no tomorrow. I guess he's been keeping it a while now too. Rei and Shizuka even tried to hold their giggles to themselves.

Okay…this is getting funny than making me swoon. It's not that they really dressed funny, seeing them in one is an unexpected event. Their clothes are going to make me explode of laughter—especially Mei's. But it's a bit getting out of hand.

"Um, Mr. Mei seems to be annoyed now, so please stop…"

"I-I can handle this…!" Mei tried to act cool, "Hmph, this dress won't stop me…"

But Mei slumped down before he could finish his sentence. Toma pulled him up and patted his back. "You can stay in your room if you like, Mei. Play with Rachmaninoff or the piano."

"Brother Toma, I can do this… I'm…"

The only other sweet and tender scene I'll probably ever see while working here is seeing Toma act so brotherly towards Mei. Before I got engrossed in their moment, I remembered something.

"If you don't mind me asking, what's going on?"

The brothers glanced at each other with mischievous grins. I looked at Murayama but he doesn't seem to be in on their plan. But even if he is, he won't probably tell me either, no matter how nice he is.

Chiaki spoke in behalf of them, "We're just going to try your job for the day. Is that bad?"

"As a concierge…?" I doubtfully looked at each of them again and they were wearing uniforms. Chiaki gave such a vague answer that I answered myself instead.

"She doesn't even know what days it is today…"

I heard Mei whisper but he's far enough for me not to hear clearly.

Murayama seems excited to see our bosses going to work as concierges for the day, even if their clothes throw us off the fact that they're all famous in their own places.

"Mr. Mei is the only one in a female uniform, should I ask for…" Murayama was cut off by Minami before he can finish.

"Mei-Mei's fine! We actually asked for a male uniform earlier but they said it's currently in the laundry!"

"Oh…" Murayama and I sighed in behalf of Mei.

"If you need us, you have your phone, don't you?" Toma said, "Then we'll be off."

The brothers left but soon separated ways. I suppose they were serious about working as concierges for the day.

Murayama leaned in and whispered, "I'm also not sure what just happened, but I guess they're considerate enough to work like us today?" I nodded as his statement.