One Man's Hell: A FNIA Fan Story

Part 1 - Opportunity

As always I don't own the original characters, and some story ideas came from my friend Hi_im_Fanta so do check his stories out. I wonder if anyone reads these?
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You wake up to the water stained, cracked ceiling in the apartment you call home, sunlight coming in through the dusty air as you stretch your back and lean forward with a sigh, your mind bogged down by sleep

(You)"Late nights need to stop. I always feel like shit after"

You mumble to yourself, getting up and going towards the kitchen hoping that some food will have found itself in your fridge for once, only to be disappointed again

(You)"Well, my last paycheck just ran dry today, or was it yesterday? Eh it's no difference, I'm still broke with no current job."

You say with a familiar feeling of being lost threatening to keep you down all day for the next day in a row

(You)"Damn it I can't let this happen again. I'll find a job today if it kills me"

You say, shaking your head and turning the TV on just for the commercials for once

(TV)"Come on down to Ronald's Auto Dealer! Now hiring salesmen with the grit needed for a high action workplace!"

(You)"So it's a stressful job that nobody wants to work in normally. Great."

You say, laying back as you wrack your brain trying to find where there is work that's worth being done, and able to be done.

(You)"Ugh let's see. There was an accountant gig but that's too much for a high school diploma, some hotel was hiring but that's hardly anything, and there was that weird anime convention in town right? I just heard someone mention it as I walked by them but let's see"

You grab your phone out of your pocket and look up the place, seeing that it was fairly close and even newer than expected, opening it's doors very recently

(You)"The pay was stupidly good apparently, so let's check in to see if that's a hoax or not"

You say, getting dressed and grabbing your keys, wallet, and trusted knife that's been a helpful tool since the city is full of wanna-be thieves and shady people. It's cold handle resting comfortably against your hand as you feel your anxiety lessen

(You)"today's another day. Let's get this stuff done."

You say as you step outside and unlock your bike, stepping on and silently thanking God for not letting it be stolen

You take a little while to find the place, traffic being light thankfully as you searched the area you thought you remembered it being in, only to realize it wasnt there. It was on the previous road, right before the one you took and searched up and down repeatedly

(You)"Well I'm here now at least"

You say, stopping outside the experiment in how far fanservice could go, according to the characters it advertised

(You)"Is this place a Hooters for weebs or something?"

You say with a sigh

(You)"'What have I gotten myself into?"'

You think to yourself as you enter the lobby, smelling pizza and seeing a number of people of all genders, ages, and body types

(You)"'Hm, I should have showered before I left. At least put on deodorant. Damn it why must I always forget?!"'

You think, mentally kicking yourself for being so forgetful again. Enough so that you didn't realize the very blue shape in front of you, drawing your eyes back to focus to see a tall, well endowed, and very blue colored woman leaning down and looking into your eyes, her eyes full of some emotion