Love Me Not Part 12

[Sorry before hand for not updating as much >___<. I was busy with some stuff]

Minami Kaede-san, huh? She’s not a bad person as I thought she would be. The reason why I toke me a while to find her file was because number 1, she looks completely different in her student picture then she does now, in a good way. Then secondly her file was under a different name. I don’t remember off the top of my head but I feel like it was like a really cute nickname or something like that.
                I’m stressed out about the all the Student Body Council Work today. I just finished it all and it almost 6:00 pm the school is already pretty much empty. I should treat myself to something on the way home or something. I mean I deserve something, because I get almost no thanks for all the work I do.  I get up and start leaving the school. I stopped inside the first store I saw, and my surprise was who worked at the store. Who did you think I would be? Yes, of course Minami Kaede-san. Who else would have the guts to work in a store, not just any store, a maid café.
                “Welcome Back, Master. Have you come to relax after your long day of work today?”
                “No, I was just looking for some cake to bring home to eat,” I replied. II don’t know how but it just creep me out, just like her fake smile.
                “Oh ok, you can…” In the middle of her sentence she was interrupted by another person in a maid costume.
                “Come on, that isn’t any fun, now is it. You seem to know Kae-chan. You want her to be your maid, master?” Kae-chan? Is that her nickname around here or something?  I didn’t have an idea what to say, but luckily Minami-san did.
                “Come on manger-san, he’s tired. I think he just wants some cake and go home. I don’t think we are going to be getting anymore profit, because you are just going to scary him away.”
                “Oh, fine be that way. Kae-chan can you help him get his cake.”
                “Hai Manger-san,” she turned and faced me, “Follow me please, master.” Minami-san was very helpful in getting my strawberry shortcake that she made herself, quickly too.  I admit when I got home to taste it, it tasted really good. She would make a good wife to someone one day. I wonder if she likes eating and making sweets.

Love Me Not Part 11

                Messing with Mina-san today was fun again. Her face is just so cute you know? You should have seen her face when she looked up at me. It was priceless.

Mina-san reminds me of my past, my sin. My sin, that will never ever be forgiven. Sometime I wonder if it was really true, but in the end I know it was true.

*FLASHBACK MODE*

                I had a childhood friend. We were really close, back in elementary school. Every day was really fun for me with her. One day we were playing catch, and I didn’t catch the ball. It landed on the other side of the street. So since I missed it I when to go get it. But at that same time a drunk driver came around the corner, but I didn’t see him, but she did. She reacted quickly as soon as she saw the driver. She was ready to die for me. All I could do was sit paralyzed as I watched as the driver speed away and her white dress turn a dark red as the road around her, and her hair and body looking like I would never move again.

                It was around five minutes later when she was rushed to the hospital, after a local mom in the park had phone the hospital. She looked like she wasn’t going to wake up; she was in critical condition for a whole month without waking up once. At the same time the drunk driver was caught, and her mother as soon as she heard about her rushed to the hospital but along the way as involved with another car crash.

                My childhood friend woke up two months after the accident, and had complete memory lost. She ended up remembering a lot of things, but she couldn’t remember me at all. It wasn’t like I could face her anyway and help her remember me. It was my entire fault anyway. I should have hit my head or died then, not them. It was my fault. I changed the middle school I was going to attend and ended up passing the exam with some last second studying, so could be at a different school from her.

                Later I heard she stopped using the name her mother named her and started using the name her dad originally picked out for her when she was born. I also heard that she blamed herself for her mother’s death, when it was really mine. How I wish I could go tell her. It’s my entire fault. It’s not your fault if only if I caught the ball and if I had checked before I crossed the street. And course, I’m sorry. But I couldn’t after all these years I couldn’t. I just acted like a wimp and walked away from all my trouble, and played around with girls all this time. After all these I couldn’t tell her; I Love You.
                Her name that I once called her was Tomo-chan. The girl with a smile of a angel.

                This is my sin.

Love Me Not Part 10

He was a weird person. Call me out with a note saying:

“Meet Me Afterschool, On the First Year’s Rooftop

I have something to talk about in private with you.

Saotome Makato-Class C”

                Isn’t this a type of note you give a girl when you’re trying to ask her out? Strange boy, but it seems like he was trying to do his job. I did research on him on the school computers during lunch in the computer lab. Hacking into the school student database is nothing for a neet like me. It wasn’t right hacking though; it was practically displayed there for any stranger to get into. The school’s student database information shield is too weak I could make a better one. It takes less than five minutes to get into. I should bring that up to that Saotome-kun next time. Either way he didn’t seem to be a bad person based off of his online school profile, or in real life it seems. He seems to think about his students a lot.

                “Hey Miss! Refill Please!”

                “Yes Master! One second please,” that’s right I’m working at a maid restaurant today.

                Maid Restaurant’s pay is really high. Just for running around serving people, calling them master, and dressing up as a maid of course. As long as you look “cute enough for the job” says my manger. She’s a total okatu. The maid restaurant is my main job. I work other odd jobs when I’m not working at the maid restaurant.

                It looks like a new “master” has come for me to take care of. “Welcome Back, Master” I bow the way my manger tells me to do.

                “Well this is a surprise,” I heard “master” say. His voice sounds familiar.

                “Is there something wrong?” it’s my manger’s voice, no mistaking that childish voice.

                “No, this is actually perfect. She just follows what I say right?” he sounds like a pervert. Of course with my head stilled bowed at this angle I can’t see his face.

                “Of course, as long it’s within our guidelines if you please.”

                “Your guidelines should be more than enough,” says the familiar voice. Arai Sho. That’s whose voice it was. I jerk my head up, looking at him straight in the eye. Hoping he gets my message I’m trying to transmit to him. But of course even if he gets it, he just does whatever he likes.