I Was Supposed to Be Giving Love Advice on the School Radio, but Before I Knew It, the Beautiful Girls at School Were Hitting on Me
The sun shining bright, the heat blowing from the land side, and the liveliness of the people……
“Kyahaha, it’s cold～”
“Come on, come on, let’s go again～”
One summer day, the local swimming beach is still bustling with activity, and no matter where you are, you can hear the happy voices of couples and families.
I, Kageyama Shogo, was just as excited as the people who were enjoying themselves, and became a part of the excitement that livened up the beach…
“Strawberry and blue Hawaii, Sir?”
“Okay, two yakisoba and three frankfurters, that’ll be 1,600 yen !”
“Kageyama, if there’s any syrup you need, you can refill it later !”
“Yes, sir !”
Of course, as a waiter.
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“A beach house?”
“Yes, a friend of mine runs it, but it seems there was a sudden shortage this year……Kageyama kun, won’t you check it out?”
The manager stopped me when I was thinking about going straight home after Bianca’s part-time job was over one day.
I thought it was a tasting for a new cake, but instead I was told the following story.
“I tried to talk to some of the other girls, but they all said no because they were busy during the summer.”
“Haa……”
“Kageyama kun, I’m sorry to tell you this since you’re putting in a lot of work for us, but would you be willing to move over there for a week or so……?”
The manager asks, rubbing his big hands together. I see, so he chose me because I was a high school student with nothing better to do……
“Well, it’s true that I’m free during summer vacation, but….”
“Right !”
“What do you mean?”
“Ah……”
The manager held his mouth like he was inadvertently doing so. That reaction is what hurts me the most……
“Ah, but you see ! It seems like they pay you more than I do, and you can enjoy the beach for free, so I don’t think it’s all bad ! Yup !”
I don’t think that’s really a good enough follow-up anymore, manager… But let’s calmly think about the beach house.
The fact that he called out to me means they probably want someone to be in charge of the kitchen. I’ve actually used their service before, but I remember that the menu consisted mostly of easy dishes like fried noodles and shaved ice…
I thought about it a lot, but there seemed to be no reason to refuse.
“I’m not busy anyway, so I’ll take a part-time job at the beach house.”
“Really !? Thank you～”
While gently restraining the store manager who was pleading with me, I tried to imagine myself working at a beach house.
…As I silently make fried noodles by myself on the beach, a woman in a bikini comes to take an order. For some reason, her gaze is fixed on my face, not the fried noodles. However, I’m solely focused on my part-time job, and a working person doesn’t need any unnecessary distractions.
“Here is the yakisoba you ordered.”
But the woman lightly pressed my hand, not the noodles packet.
“Hey, are you free? You wanna hang out with me?”
“…..No, I’m still at work.”
I wanted to firmly refuse, but I felt it would be rude to turn her down so bluntly, so for a moment I was at a loss for words.
However, as if she had interpreted my response in some way, the older woman looked at me and smiled seductively. Then she moved her face closer to me and put her mouth close to my ear.
“…I’ll wait until you finish work.”
She didn’t even hear my reply and went back to her seat.
She sips her yakisoba noodles. I couldn’t concentrate on my part-time job any longer……
“Kageyama kun? Hey, are you okay?”
“……Manager, I’m still in the middle of making yakisoba, but can I leave work for now?”
“…I don’t really know what you mean, but I think it’s probably no.”
“But if I don’t go, by the time that woman finishes her yakisoba…..!”
“Anyway, Kageyama kun, you can go now.”
The manager took out his smartphone and contacted someone. Wait, the beach house…! Wait, lady…!
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There was a time when I thought I could do it……
“Kageyama ! I’m here with squid roast, so take it over there !”
“Yes, I’m on it !”
“And some drinks, too ! Three coke, two grapes, and two lemons !”
“Yes, sir !”
To put it simply, I was underestimating it.
I thought that beach houses were smaller than cafes and the food would be relatively easy to make.
However, the reality is that turnover is brutal. The number of customers is far greater than at a cafe, and although the menu options are limited, the combinations are endless, unlike a cake set at a cafe.
Moreover, it is not enough to just keep on grilling yakisoba, but it is necessary to serve the noodles in the most efficient way possible, taking into account the varied order lists of each customer and the situation on the ground. And to add insult to injury, the sun beats down mercilessly on me…
(This, frankly, is harder than Bianca’s……!)
Even though there is a roof, a certain amount of the heat from outside comes in as it is. The double punch of the heat from the steel plate hits my brain. I feel like I’m on adrenaline.
“Fuu……”
“Kageyama ! Don’t just stand there, get on with the cooking ! Murase, who sent you here, is crying !”
I turn around and see a tall, slender woman with a ponytail and a towel wrapped around her head yelling at me.
This person is Motomiya Kaori, manager of the beach house Tasunamaru. She is a very lively lady, but as you can see, she is very rough with people.
“Yes, manager !”
“Call me Kaori !”
She also has a playful side, demanding that I call her by her name plus “chan,” like some idol. Thanks to her, half of my summer romance plans have been ruined.
With a small sigh, I quickly pack up the drinks and yakisoba.
“Anyone waiting in number 13 !”
“Oh, yes, that’s me !”
When I raised my voice, a woman holding a numbered ticket approached the counter. A woman in a bikini approached.
“Here are yakisoba and lemon squash, please be careful with them, they are quite hot.”
“Yes, thank you.”
She accepted the packet of yakisoba with a slow, sweet voice.
“Umm, you have a really nice voice.”
“Eh, is that so?”
“Yes, to be honest, I really like it.”
The woman, who was probably a little older than me and about the age of a college student, put her yakisoba on the counter and leaned in close to me.
D-don’t tell me…..!
My mind’s sensor starts reacting like a gun. If I stop my hand for even a moment, Kaori chan will yell at me from behind, so I keep my hand focused on the yakisoba and react to her.
“When did your break start? I came here alone and I’m bored.”
“Oh, well, in a little while I might have a break for an hour or so.”
“Eh, I’ll wait then～”
“Eh, really?
Seriously? Is this a chance? Is this the beach with my dream girl !? I look around for a second, but she’s not there. Okay…I’ll just make an appointment now…!
“Okay, then how about we meet up at the float rental place on the other side in about an hour—”
“What are you doing, Senpai?”
At that moment, the mood in the room seemed to drop by about 10 degrees. I slowly moved my gaze and saw a petite girl in a short-sleeved T-shirt clinging to the counter, glaring at me with narrowed eyes.
“Ah, Kinami…….”
Oh shit, I thought I was serving customers and was completely caught off guard. Bianca’s signature part-timer has a sales smile as dazzling as the sun.
“Dear customer, there’s a seat available over there, if you’d like to sit there.”
“Oh, yes, thank you……”
The woman, perhaps sensing the unusual presence of Kinami, went to sit at the seat indicated by Kinami.
“Ah, my plan…”
However, it wasn’t the lady who turned around when she heard my voice, it was Kinami. There was no light in her eyes, and she looked as if she was going kill me.
“Senpai…stop being so careless and do your job properly.”
“Yes…….”
Kinami turns around and faces me. The word “Tasunamaru” is written in large letters on her back.
A junior from the front gate and the manager from the back gate. A spectacular pincer attack, my plan to have fun at the beach house was already in jeopardy…..
Maitoshi