“Now! Time to open!”
The feather doors opened with a “bam” as the waiting customers crowded into the store.
The “Charming Faeries” Inn that Saito and Louise arrived at looked like just a bar, but it was actually a popular store where cute girls in suggestive clothing brought customers their drinks. Scarron had noticed Louise's beauty and loveliness and brought her here to work as a waitress.
Given an apron with the store's embroidery on it, Saito was given the job of washing dishes. As long as he was living at the inn, he had to do some work.
The store was thriving, so mountains of tableware were delivered to him.
It seemed that no matter where someone was, even in another world, dish washing was a job for newcomers. Saito did not want to wash dishes from that gay man's store, but he endured it.
It was for the sake of Louise's mission. She was lacking, selfish, strong-willed, and an arrogant little girl that never listened to what he said, but it couldn't be helped since he had fallen for her. Despite all of her complaining, it seemed like she was trying hard this time to succeed in information gathering. And also, Henrietta's sad face he saw on Ragdorian Lake's shores... He wanted to do something for that pitiful princess. If he could help the people he liked by doing what he could, he wouldn't mind searching for a way back to his world later. Though a bundle of troublesomeness, his simplicity had himself think that way.
Saito grappled with the dishes. But everything has a “limit”. After a while, he could no longer move his tired hands. But even if he became exhausted, the amount of plates he had to wash wouldn't disappear and started to pile up.
A showy-looking girl appeared near Saito, who was just blankly looking at the mountain of plates while tired senseless in front of the sink. The cute girl had long, straight black hair. Her thick eyebrows let off a lively aura. It seemed that she was close to Saito in age. Saito quickly snapped out of it when his eyes fell upon the cleavage of her breasts which appeared from her green one-piece that opened up at the chest.
“Hey! We don't have any plates left!”
She shouted, resting her arms on her waist.
“I-I'm sorry! Right away!”
Being used to getting ordered around by cute girls, Saito jumped right up and reflexively started to wash the dishes. Seeing the inexperienced way he moved his hands, the black-haired girl tilted her head.
“Let me see them.”
Saying that, she took the cloth used for dish washing out of Saito's hands and began scrubbing in an experienced manner. With smooth movements that did not have any wastefulness in them, the plates were gradually cleaned up. Saito realized there was a secret to dish washing.
“It takes time to polish one side at a time, right? You can put both sides in-between with the cloth like this and then scrub really hard.”
“Amazing,” Saito said. Seeing that he really was impressed, the girl smiled.
“I'm Jessica. You're that new girl's brother, right? Your name?”
“Saito. Hiraga Saito.”
“That's a strange name.”
“Leave it alone.”
Saito began washing dishes with Jessica. After looking around her surroundings, she whispered to Saito in a small voice.
“Hey, that thing about you being siblings with Louise was a lie, right?”
“Nope. 100% genuine older brother and younger sister.”
Saito said stiffly.
“You two's hair color, eye color, and face shape are completely different. There isn't anybody who would believe you.”
Saito was speechless.
“Though it doesn't matter. The girls here are all fine with any reason. There isn't a person here who would pry into someone's past. Relax.”
“I-I see...”
Jessica stared into Saito's eyes. For a moment, he was startled.
“But can you secretly just tell me? Just what is the relationship between you two? Did you run away from somewhere?”
It seemed Jessica tended to be just as curious as Saito sometimes was. She looked at Saito excitedly. But there was no way he could tell the truth.
Saito glanced at Jessica's showy outfit. She was probably one of the “fairy” waitresses. Unneeded prying was bothersome, so Saito waved his hands to make her go away.
“Is it okay for you to be slacking here? You have your own work to do. Go and carry some wine or ale. Manager Scarron will get mad at you.”
“It's okay for me.”
“Why?”
“Because I'm Scarron's daughter.”
Saito dropped a plate. Making a shattering sound, the plate was scattered into pieces.
“Ah! What are you breaking?! You're going to pay from your wages!”
“Daughter?”
“That's right.”
For such a cute daughter to be born from that gay store manager... Saito wondered what genes thought they were doing.
“Come on! Don't just talk and start moving your hands! The store's going to get busier from now on!”
Saito had some hardships, but Louise was suffering much worse.
“...H-here is your order.”
Desperately trying to smile... she left a bottle of wine and a ceramic glass on the table. In front of her, a man was looking at Louise while smiling vulgarly.
“Little girl, pour me some.”
Me pour alcohol for a commoner, a commoner, a commoner? A noble like me? A noble like me? A noble like me?
Such humiliating thoughts spun around in her head.
“Anh? What's wrong? Didn't I tell you to hurry and pour me some?”
Louise exhaled and tried to calm herself down.
This is a mission. This is a mission. Information gathering while disguised as commoners. Information gathering...
Muttering that like a spell, she somehow managed to smile.
“We-well then, I'll pour some for you.”
“Huun...”
Louise picked up the bottle and started to slowly pour the wine into the man's glass.
But... Because she was shaking from anger, she missed and spilled the wine on the man's shirt.
“Uwah! You spilled it!”
“I-I'm sor.....ry.”
“Like an apology is going to help!”
Then the man began to stare at Louise.
“You... don't have any breasts, but you're considerably pretty.”
The feeling of blood left Louise's face.
“I've taken a liking to you. Maybe I'll have you feed me mouth-to-mouth. Then I'll forgive you! Gahaha!”
Louise picked up the bottle, drank the wine into her mouth, and spat it back out onto the man's face.
“What are you doing, you brat?!”
“Bam!”
Placing one leg on the table, Louise looked down at the seated man.
For a moment, the man winced at the intensity released from this little girl.
“L-l-l-lowlife. Wh-wh-wh-who do you think I am?”
“Wh-what?”
“F-f-f-for your information, d-d-d.....duk...”
At the moment she was about to say “duke family”, Louise was sent flying from behind.
“I'm~~ sorry~~!”
It was Scarron. Sitting down beside the man, he started to wipe the man's shirt with the dish cloth in his hand.
“Wh-what's with you, you gay bastard... I don't need you...”
“This won't do! It's soaked in wine! Hey, Louise-chan! Bring along some new wine! While she's fetching it, mi mademoiselle will keep you company!”
Scarron leaned closely to the man. The man looked like he wanted to cry, but Scarron held him back with superhuman strength and couldn't move.
“Ye-yes!” Louise said, finally snapping back to reality, and ran into the kitchen.