Kessoku Kokoro | A Bocchi the Rock Fanfic

Chapter 45: Culture Festival Part 2

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Author: Anyway, have fun you guys.

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"Mei, let's change shifts!"

"Sure thing!"

Tokumei really wants to die inside, but he's got to keep up the cutesy act. If he doesn't... Well, he's probably going to have the most embarrassing reason to be a drop out at school. He turns to Hitori, who was holding the sleeve of his... dress. 

"Don't leave me aloneeeeeeeeee," She begged, looking like she could vomit at any minute.

Imitating Kita, he gave her a wink. Hitori has no idea why there were purple sparkles emitting from his eyes, but she's pretty sure that they were one second away from turning into black holes. That still didn't stop her from being... weirdly smitten by Tokumei patting her on the head. 

"I'll be watching over you so relax~"

"Promise?"

"Promise," He blew her a kiss and walked away. 

'Must... not laugh,' the rest of the band thought to themselves.

Tokumei walked past his classmates. Who were pretty much gossiping. 

"...Gotou's got a girlfriend now?" 

"I KNEW SHE WAS GAY!"

"Damn it, now I owe my friend 10 yen."

All he could do was smile. Smile and be cute. Pretend to be like Kita. Pretend to be like Nijika. That's pretty much all he had to do. Keep his voice high and never let it deepen. Walk with your back straight and look as if you're brightening up the room. 

"Okay, we're getting an order for...," He said before a huge sack of money was placed on the counter. "Ma'am that's an awful lot of money for- Oh no."

Tokumei knows who this is. 

Tokumei hates that he knows who this is.

He looked at Hitori, who was too busy being a wobbly mess outside, holding a sign trying her best to invite people in... To little effect. He looked at Nijika, who was busy cooking. To Kita who was busy being the ray of sunshine that she is. Lastly, he looked at Ryo...

Who was drooling at the sight of the money. 

"Why? Why 'Oh no'? That's a load of money! Take it!" Ryo greedily took the sack of cash and rubbed her face on it. Her eyes turning into literal coins as sparkles and yen signs were floating around her head. 

"I'm not paying for omurice... I want... some fanservice!" the customer said. She looked at Tokumei with... lust. No mistaking about it. That's the look a stalker gives to someone they like. That's the look of someone who's just found their new anime crush. "You're a maid right?"

He rolls his eyes. Guess he has to deal with it. His right eye twitched, but he composed himself. Purple stars and all, he beamed, "Why yes, dear customer! I am a simple humble maid. As long as your request is within... reason. I'll fulfill your request. Whatever it may be."

"Can you say something to make my heart skip a beat?" the customer asked, drooling in her mouth. 

"Hell fucking no," He looked at her as if she was worse than bacteria on the floor.