"So this is our new gig?" asked Shizuku Watanabe, the center of the idol group 7-Star-Crossed, as she surveyed the finished café.
"This is no re gig Shizuku-tan. This is 7-Star-Crossed’s new permanent employnt," said Tomoe, as she led Shizuku and the other mbers of the group on a tour of the café.
"Permanent employnt? What do you an?" asked Shizuku, her eyes wide.
"I an that this is going to be your off-season fallback job. If you need extra work or money, just pull a shift at the cafe," said Tomoe.
"Wow! So no more waiting for the next gig? We can get a steady paycheck?" asked Shizuku, her eyes sparkling.
"Exactly, and with Master Zakhrov’s new custor vetting system, this becos a reservation-only fan interaction café," said Tomoe, as she showed them the reservation system.
"OK, so no more random stalkers and creeps?" asked Shizuku, her voice serious.
"No more random stalkers and creeps, but you’ll still need to enter and leave with SEGA security," confird Tomoe.
"So when do we open?" asked Shizuku, as the other girls nodded in agreent.
"In three hours. This is a special opening event for Master Zakhrov and his friends," said Tomoe, as she led them to the staff room.
"These are the uniforms? They look and feel way too premium!" said Shizuku, as she picked up the black and ivory satin maid uniform.
"That’s because they are using Sirius Software fashion tech. Haven’t you heard? It’s blowing up on gaijin social dia," chuckled Mika, another mber of 7-Star-Crossed.
"No, what’s so special about it?" asked Shizuku, as she slipped into the uniform.
"Apparently, their high heels are so comfortable that you can wear them all day without pain," said Mika, as she adjusted her own uniform.
"Well, I can tell that this fabric is super comfortable," said Shizuku, twirling around and inspecting herself.
"Try the heels, you’ll see what I an," smirked Mika.
Shizuku slipped on the 8 cm black tal stiletto pumps and bounced up and down experintally.
"OK, these are definitely more comfortable than even so designer heels I’ve had to model," she said.
"Enough fashion talk girls! It’s showti!" said Tomoe, as she clapped her hands to get their attention.
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Aaron stood outside the café, with Kazuya, Harry, Margaret, Natasha, Friedrich, and Haji.
"Are you sure you want us here Aaron?" asked Friedrich, as he adjusted his suit.
"It was last minute, but I thought the more, the rrier. Besides, we’re all connoisseurs here," said Aaron.
Friedrich chuckled at the open-ended interpretation of ’connoisseurs’.
"Well, the construction is impressive. My complints, Mr. Smith," he told Harry, who smiled in acknowledgent.
The doors to the café slid open, to reveal Shizuku, standing at the head of an honor guard made up of the six other mbers of 7-Star-Crossed, all dressed in the black and ivory satin maid uniforms.
"Welco, Masters and Mistresses to the opening of the Star-crossed Maid Café," she said, bowing politely with the rest of the maids.
Aaron and the others entered, and were led to one of the secluded dining booths.
"Please take a seat, Masters and Mistresses. May I take your orders?" asked Shizuku, as she handed them the nu.
"Yes, I would like the special of the day, and a glass of your finest sake," said Haji, not bothering with the nu.
"Very good, Master. The special of the day is venison steak with a side of roasted vegetables. How would you like it cooked?" asked Shizuku, opening her tablet.
"dium rare, please," said Haji, as he looked around the café.
"Very good, Master. And for you, Mistress?" she asked, turning to Margaret.
"I’ll have the omurice, and a glass of iced tea," said Margaret, as she looked over the nu.
"Very good, Mistress. And for you, Mistress Natasha?" asked Shizuku, turning to Natasha.
"Filet mignon, dium rare," said Natasha.
"I’ll have the wagyu steak, dium well," said Aaron.
"I’ll take the beef bowl," said Kazuya.
"And I will have the sa, but with extra egg," said Friedrich.
"And I’ll take the sa as Master Zakhrov," said Harry.
"Very good, Masters and Mistresses. Your orders will be ready shortly," said Shizuku, as she bowed and walked away to place their orders.
The remaining maids moved in to serve drinks and appetizers, the soft swishing of their uniforms and the click of their heels accentuating the soft classical music playing in the background.
"I’ll admit, this is quite a different experience from the usual maid cafés," said Haji, as he sipped his sake.
"In a good way, I hope," said Aaron, as Mika approached their table with the first orders.
"Oh most definitely. I had my doubts about an Arican coming in and rebuilding a struggling café, but I must say, you have exceeded my expectations," said Haji, as he took a sip of his sake.
"It’s one of the reasons I cut a deal with him as well," chuckled Kazuya.
"Well, I suppose I can cut to the chase. I’m interested in buying your construction drones for my shipyards. They would be a great asset in building new hulls," said Haji, as he set his sake down.
"I’ll give you the sa deal that I gave Friedrich. You get the robots but no equity," said Aaron.
"Excellent. I will take fifty thousand units," said Haji, as Kazuya shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
"Aaron, are you sure this café is secure? I’d rather not be pulled up in case Haji starts getting the wrong kind of attention," said Kazuya, his voice low.
"You can excuse yourself to the bathroom if you want plausible deniability, but if you’re worried about the caras, you can relax. They don’t pick up audio," replied Aaron, in the sa low voice.
Kazuya visibly relaxed, and nodded.
"Mika-chan, can you show this old man the way to the restroom?" he asked, as he stood up.
"Of course, Master Kazuya, this way," giggled Mika, leading him to the restroom.
"All right. Fifty thousand units for five billion. I’ll have the paperwork drawn up and sent to you tomorrow," Aaron told Haji, who’s eyes were sparkling.
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