The young lady obviously guessed my mind and smiled at me: "Don't be careful, I'm not talking about you." I just don't like people who don't take their work seriously enough. ”

Not taking your work seriously enough? I didn't take it seriously, I just couldn't shirk it, so I came to see the situation with a half-baked mentality. And in all fairness, if I want to say that this Aiyi-chan is not serious about his work, it's just because he is not skilled enough.

I don't know how many times Miss Xiaorui has been to this kind of place, it seems that she doesn't know much about the routines here. But I don't know about it, but I know at least one thing, which is not to be too picky here. After all, these maids are not real maids.

Soon, the black coffee I asked for was delivered. However, it was not Aiyi-chan who delivered the food, but another maid, and I didn't bother to pay attention to her name, because at this moment the young lady took out something from her bag that I had never expected.

Screenplay.

That's right, it's the script. Yes, it's a script created by the young lady herself.

"You take a look first and see if there's anything out of the ordinary. If there is, we will modify it in time, and if not, we will follow this. "Miss Xiaorui handed me the script.

I took the script with a confused look and opened it to read it. Sure enough, it was written that the young lady herself wanted to come out and take her girlfriend back to meet her parents. When to see whom, what to say, what to do, it is clearly written on it. And judging from the traces of modification, this should be the result that the young lady has been preparing for a long time.

"Don't look at me when you read the script, take a closer look, if there is a problem, we will solve it in advance, so as not to go wrong at some time." The young lady seemed upset, and I looked at her in surprise.

To be honest, the script written by the young lady, in my opinion, is really good. The description of the scene, the dialogue and psychological activities of the characters are all in place. However, life is not a film and television drama, can everything really be carried out according to the script of the young lady? I'm skeptical.

But doubt is doubt, and the script still has to be read. After all, this is created by the young lady according to her actual situation, at least through this script, I can probably understand what kind of people the young lady's family is, and what kind of situation I may face this time.

Generally speaking, judging from the little sister's script, her family is actually quite open. It's just that no matter how open parents are, there is always a bottom line. To the extent that my parents were so open that they didn't even object to me getting tattoos and studs when I was in junior high school, I guess they might not be able to accept me as a base, even though I wasn't.

I really regret agreeing to my little sister's request now, but there is no way back from this point, and I can't let my little sister down. So, let's just be determined to die.

"I'll go to the bathroom." I got up and left my seat, and the young lady didn't say anything.

Luckily, this maid café doesn't have its own bathroom, so I have to go to the public toilet on this floor, otherwise I really don't know what to do. Do you go to the men's bathroom? Everybody here thinks I'm a girl. Into the women's bathroom? This is the kind of thing I didn't want to do when I was a girl, especially now that it's back to the way it was.

I went straight to the public toilet on this floor, and double-checked to see if anyone from the maid café was nearby before entering.

Safe.

I cautiously pushed open the door to the men's restroom and peeked in. There is only one cleaning uncle inside, and there is no one else, so you can rest assured.

Reconfirm the safety.

I breathed a sigh of relief, walked in, and began to relax.

Speaking of which, the young lady still misunderstands that I am a girl, and I have no intention of clarifying the misunderstanding for the time being. First, it happened to me, and I guess she won't believe it. Second, it's how I'm going to face her in the future, after all, my first encounter with her was in the women's locker room.

Alas, a real headache.

Forget it, let's think about these things later, now think about it first, how to not only cooperate with the young lady to act in a play, but also ensure that you can get out of the whole body, and it is best not to let the young lady and the family be estranged, although the last one doesn't sound realistic.

"Well, I have a headache." I sighed as I pushed open the door and walked out of the men's restroom.

"Huh?" A voice that sounds familiar yet unfamiliar.

I instantly felt a chill from the bottom of my heart, because the owner of this "huh" was none other than the maid's coffee tube's love sauce.

At this moment, Ai-chan is standing in front of the sink outside the public toilet, still wearing the maid outfit. Judging from the tears on her face that have not completely disappeared, it should be because of the young lady who came here to cry secretly.

However, just after she had finished venting her emotions, she was very lucky to see me come out of the men's bathroom.

Time suddenly froze, I felt the temperature around me drop suddenly, the central air conditioning of Wanda Plaza is really powerful, I really want to know which brand it is.

Oh, no, now is not the time to marvel at the hardware here. What should I do, I have to think of an excuse to cover up the past, Aiyi-chan is looking at me in surprise now.

"That, this guest, no, young master, no, eldest lady......"

Ai-chan was visibly messy, and I felt like I could even see her brain overloaded and about to crash.

"That, this, I'm not, ah, I went wrong." I finally managed to figure out an excuse that sounded reasonable before Ai-chan's brain collapsed.

No, Aiyi-chan, don't blush, what's there to blush about? In your mind, we're both girls, right? It's not hard to understand if you get lost in a big mall like this and go to the wrong toilet or something, right? Obviously, everything makes sense, why are you blushing? You're blushing, and I'm flustered, okay?

"Oh, that's it, ahh Aiyi-chan has finally returned to some of her normalcy a little, but it is still obviously very unnatural.

Really, is there anyone who is going to save this awkward atmosphere between us that makes our scalps tingle.

No one comes, and there is no such thing as a superhero who will appear in time as long as you are hopeful.

So, Aiyi-chan and I stared at each other in embarrassment, although I wasn't sure who the two of us were.

No, Aiyi-chan didn't look at me at all, her gaze moved down!

Wait, what is she looking at? Ah, come to mind, the jeans I'm wearing now. By the way, did I forget to pull the zipper on my jeans just now? Probably not, right? No, if she pulled, why did she keep staring?

Forgot to pull? So how do I explain that? Or is it said that the zipper is loose and it slides down on its own?

No, it's not good to just talk about it before you confirm it, what if it's self-defeating? Do you want to check it out? No, no, it's too obscene. So look down? It seems to be very obscene.

No, no, even if the zipper is really open, you have to believe that it is not open, so that you can walk into the café calmly and face the people inside.

Finally, after what seemed like a century had passed, Ai-chan finally raised her head to look at my face instead of her lower body: "Miss, aren't you going in?" ”

I was relieved to hear her call me "Miss". However, as soon as the breath was halfway relaxed, it was re-stuffed.

After all, I explained to Aiyi-chan that I went wrong, which means that I need a certain place, but I went to the wrong place. Now, then, it would be too suspicious to retreat.

"Ah, this ......" I don't know what to say, it seems that it is useless to say anything, only action can prove everything.

I walked to the women's toilet as slowly as I could without arousing Ai-chan's suspicions.

However, no matter how slow I walked, the distance was so short. I was expecting Ai-chan to leave during this time, but now it seems that she is planning to fully integrate into the role, be a dutiful maid, and watch me in.

Now, the door of the women's toilet is within reach of me.

God, forgive me, that's really not what I intended.