Tokyo: Becoming the Perfect Male God Starting with a Rented Boyfriend

Chapter 71 The Saintess's Minor Confusion

Miyazawa Itsuki also frowned.

Any business establishment differs in its products, style, and consumer level.

Each one will attract guests with a different atmosphere.

The target customer group for Mori-zumi Cafe is young women, office workers, and older gentlemen.

Customers come here for the exquisite coffee, the slow pace of life, and the tranquil and elegant environment.

Very few noisy or impulsive customers will visit.

Judging people by their appearance is not appropriate.

But the places these men and women are more likely to go are karaoke bars and izakayas.

Several men and women randomly found a large table and sat down.

After a moment of silence, Tsukimi Sakura stepped forward.

"Welcome to Mori-zumi Cafe. What would you like to order?"

It was a beautiful voice, like heavenly music, and both men and women looked up at it.

After seeing the girl's face clearly, they were all dumbfounded.

Her long, smooth, light chestnut-colored hair was tied into a neat ponytail, her skin was so fair it was almost translucent, and her features were so well-proportioned that no one could find a single flaw.

She is an exceptionally beautiful girl, so much so that just being able to meet her would feel like a blessing from five lifetimes.

The women in the group all had their mouths agape in an "O" shape, while the men stared blankly, temporarily losing their ability to speak.

Tsukimi Sakuna lowered her eyes, already used to this kind of reaction.

She reiterated in a businesslike tone:

"What would you like to order, esteemed guests?"

The leader, "Shota," was stunned for a while before he finally came to his senses.

His face was filled with warmth.

"Give us each a cup of coffee, and oh yes, one cake for each of us too."

Tsukimi Sakuna politely reminded him:

"What kind of coffee and cake would you like from our guests?"

"Tsk, so troublesome?... Let's just get the cheapest ones of everything."

Anyway, he doesn't like coffee.

Some of his male colleagues ridiculed him:

"Shota, that's so lame of you. Are you suggesting the cheapest coffee and cake to a pretty girl?"

"Shut up, Hirata. If you're so tough, then you pay the bill!" Shota was furious.

They all glanced at the unit prices on the menu.

Mori-zumi Cafe doesn't follow the low-price, low-volume strategy, so even the cheapest coffee and desserts can cost a considerable amount per person.

This is at least true for these young people attending short-term colleges.

The companions who had come to freeload all shut up and chose to watch Shota's performance.

"I understand." Tsukimi Sakura nodded gently and wrote down the order information in her notebook.

"Four Americanos and four muffins, is that right? Please wait a moment."

Her Highness bowed slightly and turned to leave.

"Um, wait a minute!"

Xiang called out to her loudly and reached out to grab her sleeve.

Miyazawa Itsuki's gaze sharpened.

Fortunately, Her Highness had made a contingency plan for this situation, and with just a slight turn, Shota completely missed his target.

Then, she stared at him with a cold gaze.

"Guest, is there anything else you need?"

Shota looked slightly embarrassed after missing his target.

"Um, miss, I just wanted to ask if we could exchange contact information?"

Tsukimi Sakura shook her head without hesitation.

"I'm sorry, I won't disclose my contact information to guests. That's not within the scope of my job."

"I just want to get to know you, make friends. Maybe we can hang out together sometime."

Shota flashed what he thought was a cheerful smile.

"Shibuya, Ginza, Ikebukuro—there are so many interesting places I know that you've probably never been to before. I can take you there to experience them."

"..."

Tsukimi Sakura frowned slightly.

"I'm sorry, I can't meet your needs."

Shota's smile froze.

His companions all looked like they were trying hard to suppress their laughter.

Some boys were secretly observing Tsukimi Sakura's reaction. Seeing that she didn't agree to Shota's request, they felt smug and hopeful at the same time.

"I've introduced so many customers to your store."

Shota tried to persuade her from a different angle.

"Just think of it as making friends, exchanging contact information won't hurt, right? I'll still be a patron of your store in the future."

"I……"

Sakura Tsukimi endured her discomfort.

Just then, another figure intervened.

"Excuse me, sir."

Miyazawa Itsuki shielded the girl behind him and said calmly.

"The store has a rule that employees' personal information cannot be disclosed to customers."

Tsukimi Sakura stared blankly at him.

Huh? Is there such a rule? Did I forget to memorize it? Will Miyazawa-kun think I'm stupid?

Shota was taken aback by the appearance of Miyazawa Itsuki.

"Hey, who are you? I have no intention of talking to you."

"I'm an employee at the store, and I can handle any needs the customers have."

Having said that, he turned his head slightly and whispered to Her Highness the Holy Maiden:

"Could you please keep an eye on the kitchen for me? I'll take care of the reception duties for now."

Tsukimi Sakuna understood the meaning in the boy's eyes.

"…OK."

Finally, he looked at Miyazawa Itsuki with worried eyes, turned back every few steps, and left.

Seeing the beautiful girl walk away, Shota and the others became anxious.

"What's going on? We don't need a male waiter. Bring that girl back, or we'll complain about the poor service."

"I'm sorry, in terms of service outcomes, there is no significant difference between me and my colleagues. Your complaint will most likely not be accepted."

Shota gritted his teeth.

"Why do you have to meddle in other people's business?"

"Besides, even if you say that, I'll just wait for that girl to get off work. After that, it's none of your business, right?"

Miyazawa Itsuki's gaze cooled noticeably.

"Hehe, the guest is quite the joker."

"If you insist on doing things your way, I won't be as polite after get off work."

Miyazawa Itsuki's indifferent gaze made Shota feel a little flustered.

Even though the male waiter in front of him didn't have a fierce appearance or an excessively strong physique, he still felt a strange sense of unease.

"But... but what does it have to do with you after get off work? This has nothing to do with the store's rules."

"I'm sorry, but after get off work I have to follow my own rules."

Miyazawa Itsuki said, word by word.

"After all, I'm her [boyfriend]."

"Is this stance sufficient?"

……

Separated by a door from the kitchen, Tsukimi Sakura overheard Miyazawa Itsuki's words.

Her beautiful eyelashes trembled slightly.

Although I knew it was part of the agreement, I was still surprised to hear the boy say it in such a firm tone.

She still felt her heart race for a moment.

Even though I was the one who suggested it, and Miyazawa-kun carried it out so diligently, I've become strange. Why is that?

There is no answer.

Tsukimi Sakura clutched her chest, feeling her heartbeat gradually calm down, her face full of confusion.

……

The group of guests left after quickly enjoying their coffee and cake.

She muttered to herself, "So you have a boyfriend." "You should have said so earlier." "But that guy isn't even as handsome as me, I'm so upset."

Although it was an excuse to escape Miyazawa Itsuki's threats, those words still made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Even with glasses, he should be considered average by others.

That Shota is far too confident. He should dye his blond hair back first.

Miyazawa Itsuki let out a breath and silently wiped the table.

He had expected that Her Highness's charm would attract troublesome guests. He just hadn't anticipated it would happen so soon.

All I can do is keep these troublesome people out.

That way, I can at least feel a little more at ease while living off the Holy Maiden.

Before I knew it, I caught a whiff of a delicate fragrance.

The girl came to his side and thanked him softly.

"Thank you, Miyazawa-kun."

Miyazawa Itsuki smiled.

"You're welcome, wasn't this what we agreed on?"

Tsukimi Sakura responded softly, a faint smile appearing on her face.

Even though it was arranged, thank you very much.