Chapter 82: The Work of Shame
"Hmm...... Hey? ”
On the cool tatami board, the silver hair was slightly dazed in the light that had been brightened, and there were still some confused eyes, with the arms under the black thin silk elbow pads propped up on the tatami bamboo board, and gradually returned to some looks.
And what surprised Daofeng a little was the neat work clothes on her body.
…… It seems that I was a little tired last night, and when I was thinking about things, if I didn't pay attention, the things in my mind became dreams.
Yes...... I should have changed back into my old outfit when I went to bed...... Otherwise, you will sleep in the folds.
Shimafu, who stood up, lifted the hem of the small skirt and looked at the surroundings of his body worriedly.
Fortunately, there are no wrinkles, maybe the quality of the clothes is better, the feeling of wearing is very soft, and there is also a sense of affinity for the skin, so it must not be so easy to press out the wrinkles.
"Hoo ......"
His eyes shifted from the tatami mat in front of him to the street outside the restaurant.
There was no warm sunshine in the morning, but a cloudy day blocked by clouds, and there was already plenty of light outside, so it shouldn't be early.
"But...... Haven't you started yet......"
Rubbing the sleepy eyes of the island wind, he said to himself, and finally woke up.
"Well...... Forget it, don't sleep. ”
I fell asleep unconsciously last night, although the dream is not very relaxing, but after sleeping for so long, it is time to get up from the bed.
Slowly bending down, the island wind kneeling on the tatami mat, carefully tidied up the small thin quilt, folded it, put it on the skin of the right shoulder exposed on the upper body, and resisted the tatami board carried by him into the warehouse of the backstage kitchen.
"Huh?"
But when she returned from the warehouse, she found that there was an extra person in the backstage kitchen.
"Yo, are you up?"
Yan Feng didn't look like he had just come in, because the vegetable basket beside him was already full of all kinds of vegetables, and there were also a lot of peeled potatoes in the plastic box on the ground, which should have been prepared for a long time.
Maybe it was because when Shimafeng came in, neither of them noticed each other...... Maybe Yan Feng was already squatting under the stove to sort out something......
"This morning...... Don't make breakfast? ”
Shima Feng is not a person who comes to eat breakfast together, after all, she didn't have this habit before, she just wants to ask if the restaurant here doesn't make breakfast.
"We're a restaurant, not a snack bar, just for lunch and dinner...... Of course, the family is also used to skipping breakfast. ”
Just like yesterday, the boy who was almost the same height as Shimakaze just picked up the kitchen knife by himself, then picked up the half-cut piece of meat, and said this with his back to Shimakaze.
"It's ten o'clock, it's not early, yesterday afternoon when you went out, I went to print some small posters, planning to advertise a few new dishes that have been made recently...... But now I can't lose my job, and since it's all right, let's go and open the gate and give it to passers-by at the door. ”
Yan Feng, who was wearing a chef's uniform, put the cut meat into a small bowl with his hand, and only then glanced at the island wind slightly.
"The door key and poster were right at the table with the seats at the door...... Remember not to go too far, the flyers handed to others on the street will definitely be thrown away if no one cares, and it is naturally best to advertise it at your own door. ”
After saying that, he turned his head again, reached out and felt an eggplant from nowhere, and continued to cut it with a "thump".
"Oh......"
Shimafeng had already turned around and walked through the backstage kitchen and dining room doors, and only then did he nod his head in agreement......
……
"Whew...... Hey! ”
The slightly chilly streets, without the cool breeze of last night, still make the island breeze in a maid's costume feel a cold breeze.
The gently jumping island wind pasted the largest poster on the glass next to the outdoor door, making it the most conspicuous place.
"Woo...... Whew......"
Even the breath that comes out of the mouth has a thick white color, which can be seen intuitively.
It's summer in late July...... How can it be so cold.
I don't know if I drifted to an island somewhere......
With the island wind in his arms around him, the trotting ground retracted into the restaurant, trying not to come into contact with the cold street.
"Alas......"
Looking at the scattered pedestrians on the street, it is inevitable that he is a little discouraged, and the island wind can only look left and right - even if any pedestrians can pass by here......
……
"That'...... That, welcome to the shop when you have time. ”
It was already the fourth passer-by to pass by, but Shima Feng still said a little timidly.
It's not just because I'm not good at talking in the first place, but also because I'm wearing clothes like a maid's costume, and because strangers look at me directly......
It's normal to have a hard time adapting.
"Uh...... Ah, thanks. ”
However, this time the passer-by was a young man, and he didn't pay much attention to his side when he was walking, but he didn't turn around until he got to Shimakaze and heard the sound.
And I panicked all of a sudden......
Maybe I've never seen such a cute girl in reality...... And she was wearing a black and white maid outfit, with flowing silver hair, and a shy look that made people unable to look directly, until he was stunned for three seconds, then took the poster and left in a panic.
"Hey...... Yo ......"
I didn't pay attention, and I hit a telephone pole not far from the entrance of the hotel.
“……”
Seeing the reaction of others, Daofeng was even more reluctant, looking at the large stack of posters in his hand, his forehead couldn't help but sweat in this cold winter.
"Hoo ......"
Calm down...... Calm down......
She comforted herself and took a deep breath......
That's the kind of work I can do...... She also didn't want to be named a white eater.
Her job is not difficult...... The problem is face.
Even Shimafu, who was already wearing revealing clothes, couldn't stand the shame of this maid outfit.
"Come on...... Come on. ”
She was holding the poster in her right hand and cheering herself up with her left hand, facing the inside of the hotel, which was a very strange scenery.
"Continue ......"
Turning around, Daofeng twisted his brows, held the poster, and made his expression a little more serious...... At least it doesn't give you the feeling that you don't want to get in when you see someone.
“…… Huh......"
But that telephone pole ...... The young man just now was secretly observing the situation from behind.
The sudden cute girl is too terrifying, but when she goes away, she inexplicably regrets missing the opportunity to talk......
Presumably this is the case......
"Abominable ......"
Daofeng's little face turned red again all of a sudden, and his little head lowered again.
How easy is this job...... It's so hard......