A.N -Here's the 2nd chapy everyone! :) I thought I should give an update before I get busy.
Next update would probably Tuesday.
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Chapter 2
Since after that incident, it's time for the closing and every staff of the Seafood Restaurant were all keen to talk to me and I find it weird. They don't really get close to me that much except for the boss and his wife. I think they were talking about how I bravely sent the drunkard out but I failed and looked weak. They must be laughing at me now.
But after some time, I realized it's different. It's more about how I look. They saw my unhidden appearance and they became nicer and that made me curious. Did the sun set in the east? I wonder what made them change their attitude towards me. Normally, they don't like getting close to me as if I got some disease. Even when I stand beside them, that will get them to run away as fast as they could. I know people call me a weirdo because I wear weird clothes and sunglasses at night but I kept ignoring it and live normally as I could.
'I'm sorry Mikan, for mistaking you as a boy at first.' One of my girl co-workers said. I didn't respond but it's okay for me that normally happens.
'How ironic' another one said but there's nothing ironic just by seeing me without my cap and glass. The strange thing is that how can they make this a big deal.
'Never thought that you're a girl and pretty as well.'
I'm not blaming for mistaking me as a boy and I admit it's true. Wait did he just say pretty? Seriously with this look, no one in their right mind would say that. I looked closely at the boy who said I'm pretty and I waved my hand on his face. But he just moved backward and shot me a questioning look. He's not blind. Okay?
"Sorry" I said grinning and shyly. I'm not really use to compliments.
'You're actually pretty Mikan-chan, why are you hiding it in that anyway?' And again another girl said I'm pretty. My face is burning hot. I think I'm blushing so much, I'm too flattered.
"Nothing in particular, I just felt like it. Hehe" there's nothing wrong on how I dress. I feel comfortable in these and no one can make me change just because they want me to fit in.
Oh stop all of you. I was grinning weirdly. It's so unusual for other people to praise me except from the people in the orphanage.
The people in school are always calling me ugly or any bad descriptions you know. I don't have any friends because they are afraid they get bullied if they get close to me. But I managed to be in school alone and I don't really care.
Compliments just keep coming and some boys asked for my number but I don't even own a phone. See, that? In our modern world, someone doesn't have a phone and that's me! Hah. I don't need it sorry, I have better needs.
But somehow getting attention makes me annoyed.
"Thanks anyways but I don't classify myself as pretty. If you know what I mean? So, bye" I said turning my back and left by the restaurant's back door.
I signed off from work and I can still hear the other people talking about me. Being outside makes me feel so much better. Then I noticed some stare coming in front of me as I daydream about a wide green field and a blue sky with fresh air.
"Waah, you're the girl from earlier who's pigging out eating crabs." I shouted without thinking when I saw the purple eyed girl standing in front of me with a cold stare.
I still can't believe that there's this kind of girl who looks almost like perfect at everything. Face, check. Clothes, check. Manners, check. Overall Appearance, check equals a proper lady.
"Thanks for that. I'm Hotaru Imai." Woaah, she introduced herself but she's still cold and expressionless.
"I'm -"
"Mikan Sakura, the hard-working girl." She interrupted. I gasped.
"How did you know?" I asked. It's unusual for her to know that when we just saw each other for the first time today. But she chose the right description of me 'hard-working'.
"I have my sources," she said. "You're exactly who I've been looking for."
"What do you mean? I didn't do anything." I put on my most convincing puppy dog eyes. It feels strange. She's talking like the detectives I watched on the TV but I didn't do anything wrong or maybe she's some talent scout and gonna make me a celebrity. Hah. Don't assume too much that's impossible. I reckon it's the first.
"Baka, you're misunderstanding." Hotaru said. "I want to hire you for a job."
"Huh? Job?" I confusedly said but then my face cheered up as I realize what she's talking about. I'm gonna get a job, to be paid? Of course!
"Really? What sort of job?" I jumped of excitement. No time to hesitate, I need it right now even though it's nothing what I expected.
"I want you to seduce my boyfriend." She said in her usual cold voice.
My excitement died down.
"S-seduce...b-boyfriend?" I awkwardly twitched my face, trying to sink those lines to my head.
"Whaaaat? No thanks." I said. I wouldn't be able to do it. Just imagine me acting so girlish with this kind of clothes. Second-hand clothes, specifically. It makes me want to throw up. I turned my back to her.
"You need a lot of money, don't you? The orphanage you are staying right now is going to be demolished soon enough?" It sounds like a statement rather than a question. I stopped on my tracks.
"How the hell did you know?" I looked back at Hotaru with a shock puzzling look.
"It doesn't matter. I'll pay you £4000."
"I don't believe you. Where would you get that amount of money?" I asked. Oh yeah, of course. How can I forget?She has that much money, with that car she have and that expensive looking dress. She must have more than that.
"Cash" Then Hotaru showed a wad of £50 notes and waving it to my face. I gulped.
"I'll do it!" I said and didn't hesitate anymore. That's half amount of our debt.
"Hn. Good. I'll pick you up on Saturday." Hotaru got on the limo and drove off leaving me here in daze.
"WA-WHAAAAT?! Why did I accept that job so easily? I was too dazzled by the money. Never been in my life seen such thick money. WAAAH.. You're such an idiot Mikan. Seducing her boyfriend? Why?"
To be continued...
