The Top 3 Beauties in My School Are All My Subordinates at My Part-time Job～ You Guys Are Out of My League, So Stop Relying on a Mediocre Guy
Just as I had almost finished cleaning the store, three beautiful girls in maid uniforms appeared, having finished changing their clothes.
I have one more thing to say to them today.
“I’ll make the coffee today.”
Surprisingly, it was Kamigasaki who was the first to react to these words.
“Really? Are you okay with that, Akizuki? Last time, you said it wouldn’t be easy, right?”
“Yeah, don’t worry. I’ve been training with my father every day for the past week. He said it’s all right now.”
“Is that so?”
“Oh, really? Then let us drink it. I’ll tell you if it’s really safe !”
Don’t give me that happy smug look.
I can’t get back on my feet if I’m told I’m screwed up here.
“What are you frozen for, Akizuki?”
“Oh, no, it’s…….”
My father served coffee to these three girls at the end of each workday, and they all drank it, saying it was delicious.
So, if they say no to my coffee, it means that my coffee is not good enough to be served to customers.
“Okay. I’ll make a pot.”
If even one of the girls said no to my coffee, I would step down as manager.
I decided to accept their judgment.
I explained the situation to my father, went into the kitchen, and started making coffee.
“Wow, you’re pretty good with your hands.”
I noticed that three beautiful girls were peeking out of the kitchen entrance, just their faces.
I know Hamakaze san acts this way, but even Kyono san and, to my surprise, Kamigasaki san.
I guess she’s really worried about the coffee I make.
Damn……it’s so frustrating.
Okay, let’s blow away that fear.
“I’m nervous, so don’t peek, just wait in the seats.”
I shooed the onlookers away. All right, let’s calm down.
First, I carefully pour a small amount of hot water over the ground coffee beans and let it steep slowly.
After a while, pour the hot water in earnest this time.
Carefully, carefully, carefully. I brewed coffee with all my heart.
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“Sorry to keep you waiting.”
Three beautiful girls sitting on the seats in maid’s uniforms. It is a somewhat strange sight, but it is a stunning visual.
I put a cup of coffee in front of each of them.
“Wow, smells great !”
“Yes, it does !”
The three of them took their cups and slowly sipped their coffee.
I did what my father instructed me to do, and I did the best I could.
All that remained was to wait for fate’s judgment.
“The coffee is delicious ! Great job, Akizukicchi !”
“Yeah, it’s delicious. It’s amazing.”
Hamakaze san and Kamigasaki gave a green light.
I was very happy and embarrassed to be praised by Kamigasaki, who always has harsh words for me.
I don’t know what to do with my emotions.
However…what I’m most curious about is the judgement of Kyono san, who has the most deft palate.
As expected, she tastes the coffee in her mouth more carefully than the other two.
From the serious expression on her face with wrinkles between her eyebrows, it is hard to read whether it tastes good or not.
Wow, I’m nervous. What does she think?
“Kyono san. Please give me your impressions without any flattery. If it’s a no, I want you to say it. After all, the customers to whom this coffee is served have nothing to do with favoritism or compliments.”
“Akizuki san……I understand. In response to your serious and sincere attitude, I will also give you my serious opinion.”
Kyono san looks extremely serious.
I had just made up my mind that if even one person criticized me, I would step down as manager.
I thought I had made up my mind, but when I think of the decision being handed down, my heart aches as if it will break.
I was staring at Kyono san’s expression, and suddenly her expression relaxed.
Then she turned her gaze to me and gave me a big smile.
“It tastes exactly the same as the coffee Master makes. It’s delicious. Akizuki san is amazing. It’s good. I have nothing but respect for you.”
Wow, that’s a rave review. I’m so happy.
“T-thank you.”
To be honest, my father’s spartan attitude got to me.
All along the way, he kept telling me it doesn’t taste good.
I thought it was going to take a week or so, but finally last night my father gave me the OK.
In fact, it had been fine for two or three days already. My father revealed that he deliberately criticized it and took it to the next level.
I was annoyed at first, but it definitely made my dripping skills better.
I admire his uncompromising policy for better coffee.
Thanks to him, I got a chance to serve this coffee to customers without stepping down as a manager.
Maitoshi