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Day 19/²
11:⁰⁰ am

             Blurry images of the market's stalls and cafes could be seen through the car's stainless window . Business seemed to be bustling with high school students hogging coffee shops for their morning lattes and a breakfast of toasted turkey sandwiches. . . They certainly knew how to make something so simple seem fancy. The car came to a halt slowly before a small-brick-red-building, tired and a bit rusty , but this wasn't exactly the place I had rented. We had stopped in front the entrance leading to an underground staircase with board above it holding the old name of the bar that once existed here. "Welp I'll come and check on you in the afternoon, okay?" Janet patted me on the back, before motioning the diver to pull out the cleaning supplies in the trunk. " By the way, I hired a cleaner to help you out with place he should come soon today."

            "Of course you did," I face-palmed before adjusting the disposable gloves on my hands and stepping out of the car. "Anyway good luck with your work too today, some of the furniture should arrive tonight. "

           She giggled cheekily and handed me a file ,"The contact numbers and resumes of the potential staff: chefs, waiters, baristas, cleaners, managers."

            I did not even bother to ask when or how she managed to gather people already and simply read the white note plastered on the file, 'Divided into sexy and cute resources'

"Real creative naming right there . . ." she only shrugged at my  comment as I shut the door and watched her get driven away with her casually sipping her glass of grape juice in one hand and a whole ass bottle in the other. "There she goes."

              I rested my hands on my hips and stared up at the broken sign," Now how am I going to get you down?"

              " Um excuse me, are you the owner here ?" A young man wrapped in an apron asked as he came up the stairs urgently with his callused fingers fidgeting awkwardly around a small duster.

              "You're the cleaner Janet hired?" he only nodded, before looking back at the situation downstairs and breaking into a panic. 

             He was cute with his messy, dusted hair tied into a low ponytail and dressed in a shabby looking white uniform; an aged white shirt and pants, with a hopeless red apron tied to his slim waist. A fat rat scurried past him, before standing on its forelegs and squeaking in a hot-headed manner. It pointed accusingly at the young man before stopping its small foot on the floor and bursting into a squeaky fit of rage. "Miss I'm sorry . . . But it seems you have a family of mice living in the restaurant, and they are annoyed I was flooding their place because of me mopping the floor . . . " He seemed dead ridden with guilt and held his head low as he kneeled down to reason with the mouse.

       Heck he looked so guilty he was about to give the little guy a full on royal bow. " You do know it's just a mouse,  " I stared him dumbfounded, but as if understanding what I said the mouse seemed taken aback and held its tiny fist at me. " Ugh this is bad , I need to have this place polished before the supplies get here and the waiter outfits. " 

         While I agonized over the first new issue about the place, the cleaner boy kept trying to get the mouse  to calm down, before turning to me, " Miss please, these mice won't cause any problems for you shop I assure you according to this little guy they have a small family pride and don't enjoy stealing food from others . "

         I stared at him a little dumbfounded since he looked really serious. The small mouse even squeaked softly as if agreeing. " Your joking. . . Right?" I did not want to sound mean but I really was a reck and I had to have this place ready as soon as possible. " I want to open a restaurant that includes food and drink. What will people think if they see a rat family inside the restaurant?! "

          The mouse began squeaking and a fit or rage again and even ran at me , before the cleaner picked it up. " I'm sorry, please forgive her respectful sir,  she didn't mean it ," the guy was being sincere to a rat , no , mouse . . . Where did Janet even find this guy?

             "Listen I need this place clean and rat free, okay? Keep them if you really care that much about them ," I scoffed, before walking past him and going down stairs.  " Now help me get to work."

       He followed behind me shortly with the fat mouse sitting on his shoulder as we walked into the old shabby place. The old stuff has already been removed and the dust had cleared leaving only the bar and the kitchen behind it yet to be cleaned. " Uhh what did you say your name was ?"  I asked, realizing it would be weird to just call him 'cleaner'.

         " It's Thoma, Miss Janet should have given you my resume," he seemed a little annoyed by my attitude, but at least he was not answering back rudely.

          I stared down at the file in my hands and felt like face palming, before reading the label of the file in my hands again ," Divided into Sexy and Cute Reasons " if that wasn't weird I don't know what is. " Yea . . . She probably did. . . ." I flipped through the file until stopping at the picture of the blondie."

          " Studied in Mondstadt's International University with a business degree. . . You have experience from working at the Kamisato Estate ? Impressive. . . Basic cooking, knitting, tea pouring, communication blah blah blah .  I take it back .You're mostly experienced with babysitting and housecleaning . . . Dude how are you living ? " I  was starting to feel pity for this guy and kinda hated myself for having a loose tongue and being so insensitive, especially since his brows seemed to knit in obvious displeasure. " I shouldn't have said that . . .last part . . . Sorry. "

         I could feel his emerald eyes eyeing me warily. Great just fucking great. He hates me.  Looking back at his resume uneasiness bubbled in my gut at the mention of the Kamisato family. I sighed, before turning back to Thoma and trying not to look him straight in the eye. " Okie look I didn't mean it to come out like that it's just. You know how you want to say something but you don't know how to say it? Yea, basically. . . Nevermind." I wanted to rip out my hair for trying to excuse myself in the most confusing way ever and simply gave up on myself , before grabbing a mop. "Okie since you're here already I'll need to measure the staff uniform on you in order to take your measurements today when the draft version arrives today. Then we'll have the tables and chairs which will will place and then put the rest in the storage room at the back.. . " Before I could carry on he interrupted.

       " Isn't that. . . Alot of stuff for one day?" He asked, obviously realizing the amount of work that has began to pile up on the list. " Don't you need a rest at some point? "

        I took a deep breath before clutching my mop tightly, "Let's just do what we can until we get tired then. Lunch is on me don't worry."

       The mouse began to whisper something into his ear which made him slightly blush and frown at the same time, before mumbling, "That's a totally bad idea. "

         I chuckled realizing how cute the view was beginning to look. " You're giving me Cinderella vibes," I could have sworn I saw his ears turn red, before he turned away and busied himself with going ahead to clean the kitchen in the back.

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Time : 5:⁰⁰'pm

       By the time all was down and cleaned up the black marble floor was so clean you could practically see your reflection in it. Fancy amber wooden booths were nicely prepared and put together. The center was moatly left empty to make way for waiters to move around easily, expect for a few smaller tables made for two. The bar was freshly painted in a lovely dark oak color, with boxes of wines and drinks ready to be set on its shelves. The kitchen was still in progress  but things were starting to look perfect. "Thoma I honestly love this ! Thank you so much !" I literally threw myself at the guy and felt my hopes getting high about this whole thing going for the better. 

          The mouse was still on his shoulder and simply nodded as looked around the place. " Lucky here likes it too ," Thoma chuckled, stroking the animal's head .  "Congratulations, we are half way done.'

          " You gave the rat  a name ?" I chuckled, causing Thoma to frown in disappointment.

         " Yes, I did ," he confidently replied," and it's a he . He hates it when you call him a rat ."

          The mouse let out a series for squeaks before nodding it's head in agreement to Thoma's statement, before jumping off his shoulder and running off.  " I guess he went to check on his family," Thoma sighed, before looking around. " What's next ?"

          I grinned, before picking up the box on of the delivery men had dropped off. " This, go to the locker room and change into it," I demanded, already preparing the pins and measuring tape.

          He glanced at me and then the box before hesitantly taking it and walking off.

           I sat there in one of the booths for about fifteen minutes , fumbling with a feather that had fallen from one of the dusters, before finally hearing the lock of the door click. "U-um M-miss , A-are sure this is . . . Appropriate?" I could hear Thoma's voice stutter behind the door . "It feels exposing . . ."

           "It's just a waiter uniform Thoma don't be so dramatic~ What's taking you so long ?" I walked over, about to open the door , before hearing Thoma fall into a pit of stutters and mumbles as he refused to let me open the door completely.

            "Thoma I'm sure look fine –" My eyes felt they were about to fall out the second I laid eyes on the flustered blond. "What in Barbatos' name . . . "

           He was in no waiter uniform. Infact, his body was tightly clutched by a leather bunny outfit  that stuck to his waist like glue, covering up only to his nipple area. Heck you could peel it off his skin and get a good view of his happy little buds, that were clearly visible through the fabric, if you wanted to. The back had his ass fixed exotically in place with tights and  leather that reached down to his crotch, a tight fit . Most of his slightly toned back was displayed and revealed the perfect curves of every inch of his waist; kinda like a built in corset. . . The real damage was done on his crotch area . . .with his dick maintaining it's space and forming an obvious bulge. That little guy was definitely suffocating. A little red bow tie was added along with a black collar, acting as a chocker . The stockings only added to the fire by showing off his faintly toned legs. The bunny ears were just adorable and matched with Thoma's flustered expression perfectly. " M-my lady you're staring. . . " His voice trembled a little, but oh god he looked so hot yet adorable.

       Wait no , this wasn't what I was supposed to get ?! I began to panic and tried hard  to think, which was impossible since lady lust had my hormones running around in a panic. And so , I found myself once again staring at Thoma's face  . . . that  looked like he was about to cry. " Calm down, there is obviously a mistake here . .  And you look surprisingly good in it anyway, " my complement seemed to ease his mind slightly and stopped him from trying to cover up as if he were a naked woman.

"Wow ~ So that's the uniform?~ Gosh now I'm more excited ~ Little Miss here got a peculiar taste !" Both me and Thoma jumped at the presence of another voice, and slowly turned around to see the intruder waltzing through the front door.

          " It's the hot guy from the restaurant. . . Damn you Janet," I cursed under my breath.

          " Oi I'm here too no need to curse me out – Ohooo~ you got my surprise~" my best friend walked into the place looking very much amused as the ginger head, and did not even try to hide her gleefulness the slightest. " Thoma you look absolutely ravishing in the new uniform."