TL;DR Taka needs to take a day off from work from all the shit he has to put up with.

Jokes aside thank y'all so much for the support! I enjoy writing for this fic so much and I'm glad you guys like it!

PS: The cast is extremely OOC here, like the crack version of themselves, so all of them (except probably Taka) are meant to be annoying, so take this with a bucketful of salt.


5:00 am. Another mundane day at the retail store Nacy's in Taka's eyes. Hey, you have to work to pay the repair costs for your planes, doesn't everyone?

He wasn't even supposed to be here this early. Usually, he would be working after his Hope's Peak classes, but one of his co-workers decided to sleep in so he had to fill in for them. Goddammit, I have to do everything around here. I might as well be the fucking manager. Taka screamed internally as he pulled off his fake worker smile, checking out the clothing items from the shoppers.

5:30 am. It hasn't even been an hour into his undeserved shift and his eyelids began to fail him as they began to close.

"HEY CAN I HAVE A AMERICANO FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFDNNSNDSFNSNFSNDSN-"

The pilot jolted awake at the loudspeaker noise in his ears. Who the fuck was that and when did we ever have a loudspeaker? He sprinted outside of the store, almost knocking his head onto the glass doors to find a car parked right outside the store. Like, right in front of the entrance, ignoring the sidewalk and everything. The guy seemed to be holding a megaphone, shouting his "order".

"Wh-. Sir, what are you doing?" Taka asked as politely as he could, with the corner of his lips twitching from a borderline smile to a pissed off frown. He looked down to reveal that the man was Hiiro, the Ultimate Barista.

"YEAH CAN I HAVE A CAPPUCCINO EXTRA CREAM SNDSNDSNDSNNSDNDSNSD," he yelled as the megaphone screeches at the end of every sentence. Taka had to cover his ears.

"H-Hiiro! What the fuck!?" Taka screamed over the megaphone noises. "Why can't you just go inside the store like a normal person!?"

Hiiro lowered the megaphone and cleared his throat. "Well the drive-thru wasn't working, so I worked out an alternative. Can I have a latte-."

"WE HAVE NO DRIVE-THRU! WE. ARE. A. RETAIL. STORE!" the pilot yelled, pulling his hair out of frustration.

Hiiro's eyes widened in realization. "Oh... I apologize..."

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"ANYWAYS CAN I HAVE A MOCCA WITH WHIPPED CREAM FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF,"

"Goddammit goodbye," Taka said and stomped back into the store.


6:00 am. An hour has passed in this godforsaken retail store. Taka could swear that he could still hear the ringing in his ears. Only 2 more hours until he needed to get changed for school. He extended his arms into a stretch, yawning in the process.

"H-Hey, do you have a dress for a 5'11 female?"

The Ultimate Pilot opened his eyes to reveal Nadia, the Ultimate Daredevil. "I-I have to go to an event after class so I w-was wondering if you had anything for a lanky, tall, frail girl like me, who's height is a b-bit of a problem..."

Taka sighed but complied with her request. "Sure, right this way, Nadia."

Nadia nervously nodded as they walked together to the other side of the store, where all the dresses were. Taka could vividly remember the time last month where Nadia complained of not having enough "diversity" in body types, so out of petty, the manager made a section of dresses solely for tall, frail females.

"U-Um, would you guys happen to have any dresses with v-very durable fabric?" Nadia hesitantly asked as they arrived at the dress section.

Taka stopped right in his tracks. "I'm sorry, what?"

"Dresses with d-durable fabric, for a wedding," the daredevil repeated, fidgeting in place. "I'm supposed to be shot out of a cannon into a huge c-cake for a wedding I'm going to. S-So if you don't mind-."

"How the fuck would we have dresses with fabric like that? This is a Nacy's!" the pilot cried. "Go to House Depot or something for that kind of shit!"

Nadia flinched at Taka's booming voice and trembled in fear. "I-I'm sorry! I didn't know! I went to Bullseye and they had those kinds of dresses, s-so I assume you guys had them..."

Taka's mouth was agape. "SINCE WHEN DID BULLSEYE HAVE-... You know what, nevermind." He began to rub the temple of his head to calm himself down. "Then why did you come here? Bullseye is just five minutes away."

The Russian's face turned red. "W-What if I just wanted to see you?"

"Then see me in class. Goodbye,"

"B-But,"

"BYE."

Taka gently pushed Nadia out of the store, nonchalantly waving goodbye to her before closing the door on her. He honestly didn't even care if his manager saw him. He just wanted to get through the day and go see his friends in Hope's Peak. He bets that in about a few days, dresses with fireproof fabric will be added to the list of "diverse clothing". He rubbed his eyes and trudged back to the checkout line.


"Hello, Mr. Jirou! My pal!"

"Goddammit, why are you all coming here before school?" Taka groaned, not caring about politeness anymore. "Also call me that again and we're going to have problems."

This time, it was the Ultimate Salesman, Sonoda who came to visit Nacy's this early in the morning. Every time he came here he always tried to bargain for cheaper prices even though they can't just change them, and when he does buy something he would resell them for absurdly expensive prices.

He walked up to the counter with a couple of clothing items in his basket. Taka could immediately tell that those were the cheapest products in this store, and he automatically knew what Sonoda was going to say next.

"Could you maybe sell these to me for $2.99 instead of the normal $5.99 my good sir? Any discount is a-okay with me!" the salesman said in his signature influential tone.

"How many times do I have to tell you. Just wait for a sale to happen, bring some coupons with you, and/or become a member. Then you can have your reduced prices," Taka repeated. He has this whole statement memorized at this point.

"But that takes work," Sonoda complained.

"No shit it takes work! What is this, a five-star hotel!? Do you want us to serve you truffle pizza sprinkled with gold flakes!?" Taka yelled.

The salesman shrugged his shoulders. "I mean, that would be nice..."

Taka buried his face into his hands. "Oh my god, I am going to lose my shit. Just pay in full or get out."

Sonoda rolled his eyes. "Don't be a poor sport, I'll pay them in full if you do me a favor at school later."

"SINCE WHEN DO I HAVE TO DO SOMETHING FOR YOU JUST BECAUSE I'M DOING MY JOB!?" Taka screamed, scaring all the nearby shoppers. Deep breaths, Taka. Deep breaths. "Just... I'll give you chocolate monocoins if you peacefully pay for these."

"That's the spirit, my fellow classmate!" Sonoda beamed. Without hesitation, he pulled out his wallet and tossed a ten-dollar bill. Four more than the original price. "Keep the change, my good sir."

It was at this moment when Taka lost all hope in humanity.


Thirty minutes left. Thirty minutes until he had to change out of his shitty work clothes and into his slightly less shitty school uniform. His head turned towards the television screen, displaying a security camera to the front entrance.

Five, feral teens were screaming, seemingly to try to embarrass the living heck out of someone. Glad it wasn't him.

"Look at those idiots. I feel bad for the poor guy they're waiting for," Taka sighed. He paused before recognizing the faces. Seizo, Koko, Shiro/Kuro, Takumi, and Mari. He began to sprint away from the checkout center. "OH SHIT THOSE ARE MY IDIOTS."


Lel Among Us Part 3 next.