A/N - What will go on in the Maid Café today? What drama will they be getting up to? Let's find out! (Characters belong to Internet Corporation and Crypton Future Media)

Spring Festival, huh? Len wasn't interested in the Spring Festival. Well, too bad for him because it was happening anyway. Great, he thought. Just another random event the girls had to have to stay relevant and to ensure he wasn't allowed to go home. There wasn't any point hoping anymore. He was just going to be their prisoner for eternity. Why was this happening? It wasn't fair.

Suddenly, Rin came up and grabbed him by the shoulders. "LENNY! Come on! We got stuff to do! We got patrons to impress! We have cookies to sell! It's time to stop daydreaming and get to it! Miku wants your help baking some things! Let's do it!"

Oh, no. Not Miku, Len thought. Miku had a massive crush on him. This was going to be awkward. Len didn't really want anything awkward. But he figured he'd never hear the end of it if he disobeyed, so he sucked up all his courage to go see whatever Miku wanted.

"Yes, Miku?" he mumbled, uncomfortably poking his head into the kitchen area. It'd be a horrible lie if he said he felt excited. To be completely honest, he felt more nervous than he had ever felt ever in his entire life. It was such an awkward and unpredictable experience, working with the girls, and especially Miku. Was he going to enjoy this? Probably not. Probably not at all.

"Hi, Len!" exclaimed Miku, in a super excited singsongy voice. "You ready to cook up something really fun for the Spring Festival now?"

"No," Len replied.

He folded his arms and pouted. He immediately felt incredibly uncomfortable and the way Miku was grinning at him definitely wasn't helping. How he desperately wanted to just escape the situation. But no. That wasn't happening. It definitely wasn't happening. Whether he wanted it to happen or not. It was very ridiculous, what the girls expected of him. Why did they expect it of him anyway? He didn't even like being a dang marketing toy. The girls were just too lazy to try to think of a different strategy.

"Come on!" Miku said, as though attempting to entice him. "Len, you know how much your presence here means to us. You've positively impacted this establishment since you've come! I promise you have!"

"Well, yeah. I know," Len replied. "I understand that I've positively impacted the establishment. I get that. However, it hasn't positively impacted me! I feel like a dang slave and I've had enough! I'm not happy here and nobody cares! I'm just suffering so you can have money! I don't even think my life has a real meaning anymore!"

He was now bawling very hard indeed. Miku called in the other three girls and they crowded around him worriedly. Rin felt like a monster. She suddenly realized just how much her brother meant to her.

"Len," she said. "Think of this way, Len. You're helping your sister keep a stable job that can probably benefit everybody in the future. Also, yes. I absolutely care about you. You're my little bro and I don't want to see you sad. Ever. Now that we have that out of the way, how about helping us make some peach pies for the festival?"

Len stared at her and took a deep breath. "All right. I get it, Rin."

The festival actually ended up being a success. Everybody loved the pies and even Len had to admit they turned out pretty well. The girls applauded him for gathering himself and seeing them so happy actually made him feel a little better. It definitely wasn't his favorite job. Absolutely not. It was really bothersome and annoying, having to wear a maid outfit every day, but maybe Rin was right. Maybe it would benefit them someday. He just didn't know it yet.

A/N - And the Maid Café is doing well! Yay! Now let's just hope that it actually stays that way…