Yomo Renji x Reader |Raven|

The Mask

"Good evening Hiroko-san" I greeted my boss as I walked into store to start my shift.

"Good evening (Last name)-Chan" he greeted me and I headed to the lockers to chance my clothes.

"Oh, (Last name)-Chan do you have a moment?" I nodded

"S-Sure" I followed him to his office and took a seat on the chair.

"(Last name)-Chan, what is the matter lately? You seem really pale? Are you troubled by personal problems?" my eyes widened and I knew it was pointless to lie.

"I... yes, I indeed have some problems regarding my personal life" I admitted

"You have been asking me for money here and there, do you have a debt on your shoulders?" I felt embarrassed to talk about it

"I do... since my sister died 6 months ago I am dealing with the bills and some other stuff"

"To be frank you are currently in a critical situation" I nodded while I sunk my hands in the fabric of my uniform.

"Yes... the debt is really high and it's growing every day... he noticed I was desperate and offered me a deal.

"I feel sorry for such a young girl like yourself, there for I like to offer you a better job in one of the night clubs I own." My eyes looked at him curious

"R-Really?" he nodded and started playing with his pen

"I own a really fancy place in a different part of the city, it's a club just for the rich." That sounded like a bad idea but if the payment was good then I did not mind working at such a place.

"Currently I am short on a waitress and since I found a new girl for this shop, I can offer you the position in the other shop." I nodded

"You would really...." He nodded

"Of course, the payment is better and if you do a good job you get a good tip at the end of the night" I was grateful to him

"Thank you! I really appreciate the offer and gladly accept it! I will do my best!" he grinned satisfied.

"There is one condition though... will you promise me to agree?"

"Of course!"

"The condition is:"

He was right; the shop was really just for rich people and high society. Everyone in that club reek of money, but my boss forgot to tell me one last detail though, or rather he left it out on purpose... the customers who came to the club were not only rich... they weren't humans, they were ghouls.

The job was pretty tuff, and just as I expected the customers were all wearing their nose high. But despite the fact that I knew what they are, I was not afraid of them. Of course I've seen the news and read the articles in the newspapers but to me they were living beings just like myself. I knew that they ate humans but at the other hand I was eating animals, if they could only survive on our flesh then that's how it was. It was not up to me to judge a living being because of their choice of food. I felt no fear as I served them, of course the dishes were all based on human ingredients but I felt no disgust towards it. Other waitresses showed a fearful expression on their faces as they served the food to the ghouls, I could not understand why they found it so uncomfortable. I quickly realized that I was the only one who had no problem with the fact that the customers were ghouls, and the dishes I served were human body parts. I earned very well and got good tips, the ghouls in the club noticed pretty fast that I was the only one who wasn't afraid and that attracted their attention towards me. Everyone at this place was wearing a mask to hide their true identity, so were the waitresses. It was pretty convenient since I was just a student and afraid to expose my face.