"Yoohoo!"
"Finally finished with the busy work!"
As evening approached, the weather began to cool down, and the cleaning work inside the coffee shop was also nearing its end.
Misaki Saki stood at the entrance, hands on her hips, looking triumphant as she surveyed the scene inside the café, while the big orange cat beside her had already collapsed on the ground from exhaustion.
It didn't want to move at all...
"Haruka, now that we're done cleaning up tonight, we can finally get the coffee shop on track. Next, we'll need to hire some staff... and..."
A gentle voice sounded from beside his ear, and before he could turn his head to look, a pair of slender hands wielding a rag entered his field of vision.
The fingers were long and delicate, resting on the countertop of the reception area, quite a pleasant sight to behold.
