"Go on."

After seeing Shinomiya Kaguya off, Yao Yaoling began to look at the menu in his hand.

After all, Xiuzhiyuan is an aristocratic school, and the raw materials of the food sold in each exhibition area of ​​Fengxin Festival are very high-end, which also leads to a very high consumption level of Fengxin Festival.

For the black tea that Yao Yaoling drank just now, a cup costs 800 yen, and the total is 1600 yen including the brushing of the cup.

All in all, even if the student activities of Fengxin Festival cannot be profit-oriented, the consumption is still not affordable for ordinary people, so those who come to the school to consume are basically equivalent to suffering an economic loss.

When Yao Yaoling was glancing at the menu, a figure slowly approached Yao Yaoling.

"Master, do you have any orders?"

"I think you can use a more normal address, Hayasaka."

"That's the setting for this maid cafe."

Ai Hayasaka, who was wearing a maid outfit, sat in front of Yao Yaoling naturally.

"Or do you need me to change your name? It's also okay to call you 'Oh Ni-chan'."

"You are a year older than me."

"Please don't mention the age of women casually."

"No, you are only seventeen now, far from the time when you should care about your age." Yao Yaoling laughed.

He took a look at what Ai Hayasaka was wearing, and found that it was exactly the same as the maid outfit he usually wore when he was at home.

"Are you wearing this suit here too?"

"Yes, if you feel unsatisfied, Xiao Ling, I can change the style to the miniskirt and sleeveless style that are common in maid cafes."

"Don't, I think you're pretty good now."

"Hmm, can I understand that Xiao Ling doesn't want my revealing side to be seen by other men besides you?"

"...My possessiveness is not so strong."

Yao Yaoling blushed and turned her head to the side.

Seeing Yao Yaoling's cute expression, Ai Hayasaka smiled knowingly.

She felt that chatting with Yao Yaoling like this, and occasionally teasing each other a few words was quite happy.

"Is there anything Xiao Ling wants to eat?"

"Let me think...do you have vodka here?"

"How can a store opened by a high school student sell alcohol?"

"What do you recommend?"

"How about 'Omurice full of love'?" Hayasaka Ai pointed to an omurice with a price of [-] yen on the menu and said.

It looks like a normal omurice, and I don't know why it is so expensive.

Although commodity prices are limited, maid cafes obviously escape this restriction, because what maid cafes provide is not the commodity itself, but the service.

"Then this omelet rice."

"Understood, please wait a moment."

Ai Hayasaka walked into the back kitchen with the menu, while Yao Yaoling sat on the seat and waited.

About ten minutes later, Ai Hayasaka placed a plate of steaming omelet rice in front of Yao Yaoling's table.

"it is done."

"……You did it?"

"Yes."

"...Aren't you supposed to be a waiter? You also need to do the work of the back kitchen?"

"Because there is a lot of traffic now, the back kitchen is a bit busy, so I helped."

In fact, it is true that there is a lot of customer traffic, but the back kitchen is not too busy, it is only allowed by the students who Ai Hayasaka offered to be a chef and back kitchen.

"That's it, then I'll start eating."

Looking at the steaming omelet in front of him, Yao Yaoling picked up the spoon next to him.

But at this moment, Ai Hayasaka suddenly held his hand down.

"and many more."

"what happened?"

"Since it is 'full of love' omelet rice, there is one less process." Hayasaka Ai said, picked up the container of ketchup from the side and aimed it at the omelet rice, and drew a big heart on the omelet rice with ketchup .

This is not over yet. After drawing the heart, Ai Hayasaka took out a spoon from Yao Yaoling's hand, scooped a spoonful on the omelet rice, and handed the fried rice mixed with egg skin to Yao Yaoling's mouth.

"Come on, ah~"

"...Do you still have food service here?"

"Yes, this is also one of the maid's jobs."

This is a lie.

There is absolutely no such service in the maid cafe opened by Shuzhiin.

Just like the customer at the table opposite Yao Yaoling.

The two young men looked at the picture of Ai Hayasaka handing the rice spoon to Yao Yaoling's mouth, and asked excitedly to the student maid beside him, "Do you still have this kind of service in your shop?"

"No." The girl in the maid outfit said with a smile.

"But there..."

"Oh, if the maids are willing to do this, we won't stop it." The girl smiled, "But the probability of this is very low, at least I won't do it, master~"

"Damn it!"

A group of people looked at Yao Yaoling and Hayasaka Ai with jealous and unwilling eyes.

Not only does this maid cafe not provide food service, but even the maid’s work is limited to ordering and serving dishes. At most, she can chat with customers while pouring tea, like Ai Hayasaka, who doesn’t care about other customers. There is absolutely no case of only being with Yao Yaoling.

After staring at the food in his mouth for a moment, Yao Yaoling closed his eyes helplessly, opened his mouth and bit the spoon.

While chewing, Ai Hayasaka took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the sauce sticking to the corner of Yao Yaoling's mouth.

Yao Yaoling thought it was part of the service.

The jealousy in the eyes of the surrounding customers looking at Yao Yaoling was even more difficult to suppress.

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Chapter Three Hundred and Ninety: Gathering in the Haunted House

"what about the taste?"

"Overall it's not bad."

Yao Yaoling commented on the omelet rice made by Ai Hayasaka.

It is still difficult for him to find some words of praise. He also cooks, so he is quite picky about taste.

After Hayasaka Ai fed him two mouthfuls, Yao Yaoling took back her spoon and quickly finished the plate of omelet rice.

While he was eating, Hayasaka stood beside Yao Yaoling with coffee beans and a kettle, made a pot of coffee very carefully, poured it into a cup and handed it to Yao Yaoling.

And it is worth mentioning that there is a layer of latte art made of milk floating on top of the coffee.

The shape of the pull flower is a heart.

The classmates in the same class looked at Ai Hayasaka with a little surprise when they saw this scene. They all knew what it meant to give out something in the shape of a heart during the Hoshin Festival.

"Whoo~"

Taking a sip of the coffee, a smile appeared on Yao Yaoling's face.

"The taste of coffee is really good."

"If you like, I can brew it for you every day." Ai Hayasaka smiled.

These soft words made crosses appear on the foreheads of the customers around, and now they really want to rush up and beat Yao Yaoling up.

"Thank you, if possible, just make me a cup from Friday to Sunday morning."

Yao Yaoling put down the teacup and stood up.

He went to the front desk to pay the bill, and when he walked out of the maid cafe opened by the sophomore (A) class, Hayasaka Ai followed behind him.

Her shift time is over.

"Where are we going to play now?"

"Go to the teaching building and take a stroll. There are many places to play there."

"It just so happens that our class runs a haunted house, do you want to go and see it together?"

"Okay."

Said Hayasaka Ai who had changed from her maid outfit to a normal school uniform.

This afternoon, Yao Yaoling will be with Ai Hayasaka all the time.

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"Ishigami-san, just put your things there."

"it is good."

Yu Ishigami, who was still helping the executive committee, wiped the sweat off his head after moving the last box.

Having not exercised for many years, he doesn't have much muscle on his body, and he gets tired easily even if he lifts a box.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Ishigami Yu, who finished his work, took a short break, and then glanced at Zi Anyan who was directing the students.

"How should I invite Sister Yanzi..."

As early as the day before, Yao Yaoling had provided Ishigami with a bunch of plans, such as visiting a haunted house or going to a crepe shop together.

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