restaurant girl | t. muichiro ✓

chapter 6: is that enough proof?

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𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲.

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Walking into the building without Muichiro was a weird experience.

A woman at the front desk sat occupied, smiling to herself about something. You took in her eccentric but beautiful appearance, pink and green hair braided onto her shoulders.

Timidly approaching the woman, she looked up at you and smiled. "L/N Y/N, right?"

"How'd you know?" You asked, softly gasping.

The woman jumped up and practically skipped over to you. "I just wanted to wait for you by the front desk! Wow, Muichiro picked a pretty one! I've wanted to meet you so bad!" Her hands ran through your hair before grabbing at your face and inspecting your features. She smiled widely at you, before gasping in horror. "I'm so dumb! I'm sorry, L/N! My name is Ms. Kanroji, the person you're going to be working with!"

"Nice to meet you, Ms. Kanroji!" You loved her already.

Kanroji gushed at the large smile you gave her, getting flustered almost instantly. "O-Okay! Let's get on with the shoot, is that alright?!"

You nodded silently as she led you up to the room by the elevator. She held a clipboard in her hands, her manicured nails standing out. That nail art is so cute...

Kanroji perked up as soon as she noticed your fascination in her nails. Pulling her hand up to you, her eyes lit up. "I did them! They look so cute, right?! I love the little bow charms, they make me happy! I hope Iguro loves them too!"

"Who's Iguro?" You asked. There's no way a girl as pretty as Ms. Kanroji likes Mr. Iguro...

The pink-haired woman's cheeks instantly turned pink, directing her face away from you. "He's...! He's this really cute guy who teaches at Kimetsu Academy!"

You held back an annoyed groan. "Oh, he usually comes in and teaches my homeroom. Does he like you too?"

"Like?! No! I meant it in like... a very-friendly way! Me? Liking Iguro?" Kanroji swatted her hand. "No way! Haha..."

The elevator dinged as the heavy doors slid open, and Ms. Kanroji immediately sped up to move out of the situation.

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"You look so cute! Gosh, I love that outfit on you!" Kanroji squealed, elbowing the photographer. "Quit using that angle, you need to get the angle that enhances her beauty!"

Kanroji had styled you in a white button-up shirt with a creme-and-black-striped vest. Ontop of that, you were given a black pleated skirt and black leather gloves. The outfit made you feel incredibly overwhelmed, but you did look adorable.

"L/N, could you stand with your weight in one leg and your other leg sort of farther from that one? Keep your hands at your sides." Posing yourself, you held your face in a blank expression while Ms. Kanroji squealed.

"L/N, you look perfect! I like this shot! This one!" Kanroji yelled mercilessly at the photographer. The poor guy had no choice but to nod and move to the computer.