Dear guest, or Katum then, I am very pleased to see your comments, you are the only one who is following this story so carefully, I am extremely pleased, and you inspire me a lot. As for the location of the cafe, the Taito area is located near the Akihabara station, I clearly looked at the maps, carefully choosing a place for a cafe, and for good reason, there are many closed shops and a train station near the cafe, it's not safe there in the evening (well, I almost opened the spoiler). As for the apartment, I don't remember the name of the place, to be honest, but I took screenshots of the map where it is, I have a lot of material with this, and if you want, I can send it to you again, but I don't know where, I indicated my discord - SdohshiDesigner#9020, what else can i point out? Instagram is here: www. /sdohshidesigner/ (put spaces because the site removes all links) I don't know where else I can contact you. In any case, thanks again for the very flattering review, and for the previous one too!

And I still need help with the translation! Not even with a translation, but simply with text corrections, I don't know English, and you could help me, correct it, I still want readers to be pleased to read ...

And be sure to ask questions, discuss in the comments, it incredibly helps me understand my own story, thank you, you can't even imagine how nice it is!

- Misa-chan! Tell me how you are progressing in life, otherwise you are silent and silent every day, and today you are generally hunched over in a corner, as if a bag of rice fell on you, - Erika-san's cheerful voice suddenly fell upon the poor waitress. - Can you tell me what's your news?

- What's new with her? - Honoka-san ironic whisper cut through the short pause insinuatingly. - She only thinks about work, but the guy, I suppose, was completely abandoned.

Silence hung over the girls like a bulky cloud, and Misaki had at least something - over time, she got used to such personal "dislike" of sempai.

- Honoka, you have a "stomach pissed off", or what? Let Misa speak, maybe she'll tell you something interesting, - the eldest of the waitresses calmed down with a calm but firm timbre, waving her carmine wavy tail, again turning her gaze to the brunette who was sitting neither alive nor dead.

- Well… In fact, nothing interesting happened to me in a week,- she said in a quiet, almost squeaky tone, feeling a certain shame for herself. Finally remembering this morning, she lit up, returning to her stable state. - Well, just a little dressed up in a new way.

This interested the curious, like forty girls, and Misaki, deciding to show off her outfit, quickly went to her closet, plucking a suit out of it. Everyone in the room gasped, and the pride in the brunette's chest began to overflow with heavy lead. No wonder she listened to Takumi, he really knew a lot about clothes.

- Wow, Misa-chan, where do you get such cuteness from? - Such a style and length, and covers everything you need, and at the same time looks easy, find such clothes, you need to try. Confess who helped you? Satsuki-san urged kindly, causing Misa to blush a little.

- It's all Takumi's merit, he gave me this outfit. To be more precise, I just handed it out of the blue, - warmth filled her heart again, at the thought of a pervert.

- Oh, and you're lucky! Eh, I would like such a sensitive shopping guy, otherwise mine doesn't even understand colors,- Erika-san sighed dreamily, pouting her lips.

Languid and dreamy hoots filled the locker room - it seems that now it will be number one in the discussions of the local institution.

- Did you at least thank him for that? - the even and indifferent voice of the fiery-haired beauty interrupted the heated discussion, reducing the conversations to nothing. Everyone fell silent at Honoka voice.

- Ahem… Of course, I showed my gratitude to him,- Misa lost all confidence, -Honoka-senpai, I love and respect him and, of course, I treat him well,-remembering the previously expressed taunt towards the brunette, she decided to put the final word on this point.

- And in what way, I wonder, did you thank him? - Honoka stepped on the throat of the junior waitress with obvious mockery.

Misaki cheeks turned pale. No. No need. So why ask now? Her heart beat faster, pumping her blood, and her lungs slowly released the air. The main thing now is to express calmness and not show disrespect to senpai…

- With all due respect, sempai, why would you want to know this? Ayuzawa asked in a rigorously even tone, as far as her flustered voice would allow.- And in what way I was obliged to thank him, in your opinion? - perfectly aware of what answer would follow, she still decided to hear it from her lips.

- And what do you think? It seems that you were the best student, but now you are pretending to be an ignoramus. Or that study has already disappeared from the head? - Honoka-san retorted in the same arrogant way, obviously evading the answer. Wanting, most likely, to tease with this the waitress she does not like.

The wisest thing to do would be to remain silent, thus irritating senpai, as a result of which she, as usual, would express everything that she thought, and then the discussion would be over. That was what Misaki decided, looking at Honoka changed face, and why Honoka liked to take her out so much ... And the junior waitress turned out to be right - judging by the beating vein on the brawler's forehead, she still could not stand it.

- Well, we don't understand hints, do we? - The elder Honoka-san said in a harsh tone that did not bode well - You still keep him on a leash, - deciding not to be rude, she aimed immediately at the patient. - Do you have any idea what this will lead to? You are obliged to satisfy him, how can you not understand this. And anyway, do you even realize anything? Sooner or later he will get tired of waiting, and he will simply leave you, he cares about you, unlike you, and you are used to it - ironically and it seems a little tyrannical, Honoka-san paused. - However, I would not condemn him - living with someone like you, anyone would run out of patience. In any case, I'm trying to help, such a slow-witted person like you ... Suddenly, who knows, maybe he won't infidelity you, but he will do something to you, - a formidable and frightening whisper reached Misa's heart, breaking it with its tip, into kind of heavy truth, to pieces.

Misa's eyes stung. How is that, why does this bother her? But deep inside, she knew that Honoka-san was absolutely right about everything. Her long agony came out like poison, poisoning the girl's mind. Sooner or later he would get tired of this game ... Why did he never talk about it, did he really not want to disturb her? Or he just gave up waiting and… Already found someone else.

Misaki hurried out of the dressing room and out into the street, slamming the heavy service door. The girl leaned her back against the rough ice wall of the building. It sobered the mind, clearing the mind of the girl from all thoughts. But the uninvited tears that swelled in the corners of her eyes still broke, moisturizing the girl's delicate skin.

Everything that had been growing in her for a long time settled in her heart, all the insults and feelings, tears seemed to be accumulating and now they wanted to spill like a stream. The brunette wiped the wet paths, ashamed of her behavior. But this did not help much: new ones rolled down the cheeks.

Quiet sobs escaped from a quivering throat, filling the alley with a melancholy melody that echoed from the adjacent buildings...