Isshiki listened, a smile spreading across her face. In contrast, Yukino looked extremely serious. As though worried about my feelings, she forced out a gentle smile and spoke in the tone of a mother concerned for her child.
"Hikigaya-kun... are you sure you'll be okay?... Can you really handle service work?"
"I can handle something like that. I've worked at family restaurants and izakayas before."
Though I had run off after only a few days, so it wasn't like I had much experience.
Service work covered a wide variety of jobs. For example, as a front-of-house worker at the restaurants where I'd worked, I didn't need to flatter customers. I just had to take their orders quickly and accurately, then provide the goods. The customer-service phrases were standardized too, so basic communication wasn't a problem. As long as you suppressed your emotions, anyone could do it. And if it was still too painful, you could always just bail!
Yukino continued watching me anxiously, and Orioto said to her,
"Don't worry, I'll be working that day too. Oh, and we'll lend you uniforms, so don't worry about that either."
"We don't need uniforms... it's just a celebration party among ourselves..."
Just as I was about to refuse, someone grabbed my cuff beneath the table and tugged on my sleeve.
Whoa... you startled me... What? Could you not suddenly do that? When I turned around, Yuihama shyly raised her hand a little.
"I kind of want to try wearing one..."
"Oh, uh, I see..."
Well, if you wanted to wear one, there was nothing I could do... I kind of wanted to see it too...
Is there anyone who doesn't want to see that? No, right!?
Note: A parody of Sano Manjiro's famous line from Tokyo Revengers: "Is there anyone who's scared?