Ya Xiang said, getting ready to go out and retrieve the maid outfit from the employee lounge, but before she could leave, Hoshino Sora grabbed her hand, along with Rika.
"No, it's getting late. It's time to go home."
Hoshino Sora looked at the two sisters, who had suddenly changed the subject and were about to fetch maid outfits, with a hint of helplessness. He wondered what his two older sisters thought about all day!
"Okay, Master, let's go home~"
"Asaka-nee, don't call me Master. It feels weird."
Listening to Ya Xiang's voice, Hoshino Sora felt goosebumps rise on his back. It wasn't that it wasn't cute, but the key was that she was his older sister, which made it a bit ethically terrifying.
"Why is it weird? Sora, didn't you like the title 'Master' quite a bit?"
"Does it not work just because I'm your older sister?"
"Alright, anyway, Asaka-nee and Rika-nee, don't use that title! Anything else is fine!"
"Then, 'Dear'?"
"'Husband'?"
"Don't get more and more outrageous! Just call me Sora! If you call me weird things, I'll ignore you!"
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The next day, at seven o'clock, Hoshino Sora arrived at the restaurant early and saw Erina Nakiri, who had been waiting outside for an unknown amount of time, looking displeased.
"Oh, I didn't expect you two to actually come."
"Since it was a bet, we certainly won't back out. I, Erina Nakiri, accept defeat, but I will only work as a server. Don't even think about making me cook."
"Ah, don't worry about that. We won't use you for cooking."
With a casual wave of his hand and a smile, Hoshino Sora naturally wouldn't use Erina Nakiri. After all, her skill level was higher than his. If she were in charge of cooking, the restaurant would probably go bankrupt once she left.
He had to do the cooking himself, and if he needed help, he could only find someone with a similar skill level.
As he spoke, Hoshino Sora opened the shop and walked in, pointing to the employee lounge on his right.
"There are maid outfits in there. According to the bet, you have to wear a maid outfit to serve customers. The work is simple, mainly serving dishes and pouring water. When customers need something, go and listen. If you have any questions, ask Asaka-nee and Rika-nee."
Pointing to the employee lounge not far away, Hoshino Sora spoke to Erina Nakiri. This was also to relieve the pressure on Asaka-nee and Rika-nee. After speaking, he turned his gaze to Hisako Arato.
"As for you, please help me in the kitchen. I'm a bit too busy on my own. You should have no problem with a chef's work, right?"
"Are you looking down on me?"
Hearing Hoshino Sora's provocative question, Hisako Arato immediately fell for it, clenching her fists and saying angrily.
Because of Erina Nakiri, she had no good impression of this man in front of her. Yesterday, Lady Erina pushed aside a lot of things just to fulfill the bet.
Ah! Lady Erina, who accepts defeat, is truly responsible!
"Alright, the shop opens in 10 minutes. Let's get to work. You come with me."
Saying this to Hisako Arato, Hoshino Sora entered the kitchen. Compared to the outside, the preparations inside were crucial. Soy milk, fried dough sticks, and fried flatbreads all needed to be prepared.
"Your shop also sells breakfast?"
"Where there's demand, there's a market. To meet everyone's needs, we opened a breakfast window."
Hisako Arato couldn't help but feel confused as she watched Hoshino Sora teach her how to fry dough sticks. In her stereotype, there were few breakfast shops in Neon because there was no market.
But now it seemed that was not the case at all.
Watching the increasing number of customers after the opening, Hisako Arato's expression was thoughtful. It seemed there was a market for breakfast, as long as the food was popular enough.
But just relying on these simple fried dough sticks? Just seasoning soft dough and frying it until it expands can make it so popular? Is the taste really that good?
Hearing the occasional exclamations from outside, Hisako Arato looked at the dough in her hand with some doubt. Since when could such simple dishes be so popular?