My Favorite Assistant (Miya Osamu)

Prologue

What was happening to me right now?  I constantly kept thinking. I practiced this last night, didn't I? I practiced with my roommate! I practiced with Akko-chan last night!

At first, I believed that there was absolutely no need for me to be nervous, yet here I am. Stuttering like the biggest idiot treading on earth, doing my absolute best (worst) to keep my back straight to look generally presentable. It really feels like I'm in front of a large crowd getting ready to spell the most difficult words in the English language, but I'm really just applying for a job.

To make matters more dangerous, I was late by 15 minutes for this interview!

The fact that I'm currently sitting in a small room silently with the actual manager during this doesn't make it any better either. In actuality, it makes it 10x worse!!

"(L/N)-san, so you're currently a..."

"S-student! University student." I quickly stammer with a nervous smile at the end, still trying to be as polite as I can. Eventually, after what felt like an eternity, the solid and tense silence finally breaks from his starting conversation.

The man in a cap in front of me smiles back, then continues scanning through my application sheets.

And if I can correctly recall, this dude's name is Miya Osamu and he owns the restaurant I am currently applying for part-time, Onigiri Miya.

However... 

I never expected the manager to be so young-looking. How old is he exactly? He looks like he's barely in his 20s! Has he just come out of high-school or college?! He's so handsome! And he's supposed to be my manager?! But he's so handsome!! What the heck is this?!

 I feel like dropping to my knees by just staring at his face...

Have the gods themselves finally decided to bring something good in my life?! I can practically hear the angels singing from a distance... So many questions, so little answers.

Okay. Let's not get too cocky (Y/N), I don't even know if this interview is going to go well since I'm a nervous wreck right now. 

"So why do ya want to work in Onigiri Miya?" He asks.

OH GOD, HE HAS A KANSAI DIALECT...

Just as I thought he couldn't be any more cooler, he speaks in this Kansai dialect! And he talks with such confidence and finesse, oh dear lord.

"Me–... I mean I– ...I would like to work here because I think it would..." 

Help, my words trail and my initial scripted memory of what I was planning to say last night suddenly drowned at the peak of unnoticeable pressure.

Think. THINK...

What did I say to Akko last night?!

"(L/N)-san?" That darned good-looking manager calls out during my brainstorm, "Are ya okay?"

Argh! He sounds so cool dammit I can't focus!

"Because...I think this would be a good opportunity to work."

"Oh, uh alright."

What the hell? That was the worst sentence I have ever said.

"Okay well, that's all for today, thanks for coming (L/N)-san."

I nod and say thank you to him back politely, my movements going utterly agitated when walking out the room. It was so wobbly that I almost walked into a table and knocked over some files.

Haha, the interview didn't go how I wanted it to truly go, and I may need to find a new job.

But the gods told me "no not today..."

 They wanted me to have light. 

"(L/N)-san your shift starts tomorrow at 8 in the morning sharp, make sure to come on time."