There is a cafe on Beike Street, which was originally lukewarm and had few customers. But about two months ago, the fat owner of this cafe seemed to have suddenly opened... Well... it can also be said to be a food and music. In short, he used all the savings he saved from reading pirated books over the years... to renovate the cafe.

Moreover, the style has changed from a street shop that can be seen everywhere nearby to a...maid cafe!

To be honest, most people would not be optimistic about this change, because the audience circle is too small. After all, any passerby in the previous cafe could come in and take a rest. After adding the word "maid", the only people who were patronized were almost the only ones with a corruption atmosphere in the house...

but!!

The guests here... seem surprisingly many!

Now, this cafe is already well-known... and even at some point, it can rise to the level of reserved seats.

Of course, are almost all otakus and otakus here?

Don't they just like the group of people with cats in the house?

Well... that's right, but it's not right. If you like a human cat in a lonely environment, this is just a result, but not the root cause. The attribute of "home" may be more likely because your mood cannot resonate in the outside world. In the noisy life, you must put on the same smiling face as others... And on the premise of living, you can live in one of your own pure lands, it seems that the only way to "home" is to live.

So, if some of the same "home" meet, it might be a wonderful thing.

Then here, this cafe becomes another holy place besides his small bedroom... Here are people who exude the same breath as him...

Students, parents, policemen, doctors, and all kinds of people. When employees see their boss, they are surprised and then laugh. Men and women with hidden feelings meet here by chance, and then open their hearts.

People want to live, and there are too many things to put on when they are alive... There is such a place that allows people to let go of those things. Before, they might have been tired outside and found a cafe to take a break... Then now, they may have been tired too, letting go is not just physical fatigue.

In the eyes of others, this is just a niche group, and when the people in the group step into this cafe, they step into a world of their own.

The public or niche is just a different perspective.

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On that day, my cousin, who had been busy all day, sent off the last guest... It was a fat man. Before leaving, he said thank you, and seemed to want to bow, but maybe he felt a little embarrassed, so he just scratched his head shyly...

This kind of fat man can be seen here almost every day, greasy, small eyes, dull black-framed glasses, clean or unclean, but definitely not expensive clothes.

But I don't think it's what everyone thinks... these fat guys... don't seem to hate it.

Just like the one just now, they just came in, ordered some coffee and cakes, sat quietly, read the comics they brought, without making noise, and without any requests. Even if the coffee was accidentally sprinkled on the clothes, they would not get angry, and they would even apologize first. Quietly, people forget his existence.

Indeed, they are very fat, have no money, and they are full of imagination. They can think of strange things when they see anything.

However, these fat guys seem to be more at ease than those who are dressed in bright and beautiful clothes. At least, they do not hide themselves... or their acting skills are too poor and they cannot hide them at all. Even if the same lustful eyes are revealed from the eyes of a fat guy, it is much more comfortable than the eyes of a person driving a precious sports car.

Even the lust in most fat guys' eyes reveals a sense of "clear" and "gentle".

That's an appreciation, not something more vulgar.

OK...you won't understand.

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That's back to the point

Shortly after the last guest walked out, the wind chime in the cafe rang again.

"Sorry, we're closed..."

My cousin said while tidying up the tableware. Then, she seemed to hear the sound of the master, and raised her head...

A hunchbacked man wearing a cleaner's clothes and a mask stood at the door... he looked like a villain who ran out of that perverted curiosity movie.

"Uh... have you changed jobs?..." my cousin asked in a little confusion.

Chen Xiao took off his mask and responded faintly: "It's not like that...whether your brother."

As soon as he finished speaking, a fat and soft guy came out of the kitchen.

"What are you doing..." Boss Xiaoyu muttered weakly.

"Well..." Chen Xiao hesitated for a while, "My relative is on a business trip..."

"ah?"

Boss Xiaoyu looked like "If I believe you, I will be a bad person."

Chen Xiao ignored the other party at all, turned his head and waved at the door, obviously signaling the people outside to come in.

...

After that, the man actually came in.

"Hello everyone, my name is Xiaonan, please take care of me..."

...

A silence

...

"Hey! Where is this singing?" Boss Xiaoyu pointed at the girl coming in and shouted, her body trembling with fat.

"I said, my relative was on a business trip, and there was only one left at home without anyone taking care of her!"

"Don't all your relatives die?"

"Well...and there are still surviving ones!!"

Chen Xiao said, winking at Boss Xiaoyu.

In fact, Boss Xiaoyu had long guessed what was going on, and had also foreseen the next development of things...

But the scene just now was really a soul awakening of complaints, and I couldn't suppress my impulse.

Now, he calmed down and looked like he was "suddenly enlightened".

"Oh...I heard you say a few days ago that the child stays at home alone, right? Then, this is what you said...uh..."

"Xiao Nan~"

"Oh, yes, Xiaonan!"

Boss Xiaoyu responded and quietly glanced at his cousin: "So... I want to stay here, right?"

"Yeah yeah……"

Chen Xiao also cooperated with the acting. After all, this kind of thing seems to be a conspiracy, and it will be very troublesome if my cousin asks about it.

really……

"What are you two... doing?" My cousin's face became gloomy, and all the pressure around her gathered.

"Uh...no...it's really that...hahaha."
Chapter completed!