This is an old chapter that I uploaded ages ago, but I didn't like it, so I took it down. After a few years of collecting dust, I realize that it's not that bad. Maybe not that goo, but it's good enough to exist in this book.

I cleaned it up lightly, so here it is!

I hope you enjoy!

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Kawakami got off work, her other job and started making her way home. She looked up at the stary sky, not seeing a shooting-star, but still wishing.

"I wish that a perfect man fell into my lap." Kawakami sadly joked for a moment before she sighed, bringing her hands together tightly.

"He doesn't have to fix my problems, he doesn't have to be a billionaire, he doesn't even need to.... gah-I dunno! I just want someone I can laugh with that I can talk to; someone who I never have to look at and think 'Will he judge me if I say this?' I simply want someone who is... perfect. My perfect, I guess." Sadayo poured out her emotions, then realized how stupid she felt

"Geez... I'm spouting nonsense. I guess I'm getting older and older. And besides... I'm way past the dating age, so I think I'm gonna be lonely forever." 

Despite her words, the teacher for her perfect man to just randomly bump into her, but looking around to see that she was the only person on the streets forced her to face reality.

The woman sighed, "I really must be going crazy...." 

Sadayo made her way home, silently telling herself that she was foolish every step of the way. She got inside and promptly passed out. When she awoke, it was a time that was generally unacceptable to go out and eat.

"I don't want to cook...." Sadayo groaned, a brilliant idea flying into her head. "I'm gonna order pizza. It will still be easier than dealing with kids in the class." 

The tired teacher picked up her phone and called in an order at Pizzaro's Pizza, her personal favorite.

After tiredly ordering, she plopped down on her couch, then she realized what she was wearing, or rather, the lack of what she was wearing. She only had on a shirt and black panties, which was perfectly comfortable for her, but wasn't quite acceptable to answer the door in.

She lazily put on some pajamas and as soon as she pulled them up her waist, there was a knock on her door.

The teacher didn't even bother to fix her hair as she approached the door. She glanced through the peephole to see a fairly average-looking man, in a Pizzaro's Pizza uniform. He looked vaguely familiar to her, but she figured that was because he was so average.

She took a single breath and opened the door.

The Pizzaro's Pizza employee was wearing a small tag with his name, (Y/n), printed on it. Kawakami only gave the name a passing glance as her attention was pulled to the beautiful box in his hands.

Although the woman missed his expression, (Y/n)'s eyes widened when he saw Kawakami's face, then a smile settled on it. He spoke kindly, "Hopefully it didn't take too long, miss."

Kawakami shook her head, turning and grabbing her wallet from a small table. "No, no, you were very timely. Uh, how... much is it?"

Her hesitation began to rise as her ears began to redden. Her wallet was far emptier than she remembered, and a pit settled in her stomach. On her path out of her secondary job, she had dropped some money, and it was still sitting on the ground.

Of course, that didn't matter right now. No matter what the man would say, she definitely couldn't pay for this pizza, no matter how hungry she was for it.

With that realization dawning, she began to explain herself, looking at the man's feet. "I... uh, I don't think I—"

The teacher went silent when the man's hand extended 2000 Yen towards her. She slowly looked up in confusion, and the warm smile on the man's face sent butterflies through her. He pulled the money and his smile widened.

"It's free, as a thanks. Enjoy." (Y/n) passed the pizza to Kawakami, who took it in the confusion. She looked down at it, and before she could ask anything, the man returned to his car and peeled off, presumably back to work.

As the chill of the night hit her, Kawakami was torn back to reality with one thought in mind, 'Why did he thank me?'

"That... was odd." Sadayo noted as she closed the door to her home behind her, taking out a piece of pizza and quickly devouring it. 

In just a few seconds, the man managed to change her opinions on him. She silently said, "He was... pretty attractive, and really nice too. Ugh, just my luck that's just a one-time meeting."

Sadayo dejectedly disregarded the events and ate, heading back to sleep after a few hours of day-dreaming about the pizza delivery guy. 

Kawakami awoke to have to go be a teacher. She prepared for her day, and eventually got through her full day. While she didn't want to, her mind was absolutely filled with thoughts of the man. 

She just couldn't get him out of her head, but she also couldn't remember what his name was. However, she was determined to learn more about him.

With a time in mind, she planned to reorder pizza later in the night. Of course, her determination wouldn't pay her bills, and she still needed to return to her hidden job after the school day.

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"We gotta special for you, Becky!" The voice of Kawakami's boss cracked over the constant shuffling of the area. A ton of women were moving in and out, but the boss's voice could be heard clearly.

Kawakami was taken back by a special call, but she wasn't against the extra money.

"Got it, sir!" Kawakami replied, as she got ready to leave. As she was getting ready, she heard some of the other women talking to one another.

"I heard that there's this guy who's a super hottie that just moved to the town," Rebecca, a platinum-blonde maid, gossiped. 

Her friend gasped, smiling deviously. "No way, where does he live? I can give him a slip so I can be his maid! If he's that hot, I don't wanna miss this chance!" Ashley was Rebecca's friend, and she was quite the busty maid.

She pushed her chest together, and it bulged attractively. "I'll scoop him up and make sure he never wants to leave, hihihi!"

Rebecca laughed, looking down to her own chest in muted envy. "If you recommend our premium services, you'll milk him dry! In more ways than just one!"

The women giggled back and worth as Kawakami passed them. Such a sight was common place, especially with the women talking about their premium services. It was such a rare occurrence to actually use them, but the more exotic women thrived with the customers due to their body types or their tastes.

One of those very women was Ashley, and she was a fan-favorite for some obvious reasons. On the other hand, Kawakami was not at all a fan-favorite. Thus, her shock at specifically being chosen for a special.

'Hmm, I wonder what's up about that. Whoever the guy is, he probably isn't too important. I'm more interested in the guy from yesterday anyway.' 

"Do a good job, Becky! This guy could become a normal, but he could also be stacked, so try your best!" Kawakami began making her way out, getting her butt slapped by her fellow maids as a ritual for wishing her good luck.

Kawakami showed up and the client opened the door, causing her eyes to widen dramatically. Instead of someone that she couldn't even remember, the very man that was on her mind stood before her.

"Aha, I'm glad I remembered you're Becky," The man smiled gently, extending a hand out. "I'm (Y/n)."

Kawakami's jaw hung open as she shook the man's hand. 

"S-Sadayo," She said.

"Huh?"

"My name is Sadayo. I... I think that'll be better for you to know."

(Y/n) smiled, gesturing for Kawakami to come inside. 

Perhaps she wouldn't realize it just yet, but her dream man finally appeared. The beginning of a truly amazing relationship was budding.