—So, the order. Strawberry tart.

—Eh… I can’t read the dialogue.

—…You said I could take the order, so, strawberry tart.

—I didn’t mean that! Besides, I’m the customer and you’re the employee, right!?

—Ah, right. So, place your order.

—Eh, um… Let’s see… Neapolitan, fish and chips, and orange juice…

—Understood. I’ll bring it right away.

…

—Hmm. The ordered food has arrived.

In front of the customer, three strawberry tarts were served.

Moreover, one of them had been bitten by someone, and by the way, Re=L was chewing something.

—…What is this?

—Strawberry tart.

—Yes, I can see that. What does this mean?

—Actually, I forgot what your order was. So I brought this instead.

—What kind of absurd response is that!? And how could you forget the order in such a short time!?

—Hmm. It’s fine, it’s delicious.

—That’s not the problem! I want Neapolitan! Can you bring me Neapolitan!?

—No, I’m sure the strawberry tart is more delicious. So eat the strawberry tart.

—What is this inexplicable obsession with strawberry tart!? Drop it and bring me the Neapolitan!?

The customer was being reasonable.

Then…

—Are you… mocking the strawberry tart?

Suddenly, Re=L was holding a large sword and, with an expression that was calm but somewhat annoyed, was pointing the sword at the customer who had rejected the strawberry tart.

—Aaah! Help!

Just as the customer was panicking…

—Stop! Rumia, attend to the customer! Re=L, come here for a moment!

—I’m really sorry, customer! That girl has just started working here and isn’t used to the job yet…!

Sistine took Re=L by the hand and pulled her away, while Rumia took over the customer service, resolving the situation.

—Ugh, my stomach hurts… Well, I knew it, but… still, it seems like it’s too soon for Re=L to handle this kind of work…

Glenn, who had been observing the situation from a corner table, was a really annoying customer who stayed with just a cup of coffee.

—Should I stop this? Was it a mistake to try this…? Before any fatal damage happens… ugh…

Glenn was indecisive between taking a safe measure or trying for a big gain.

In the end, Glenn’s plan was to maintain the current situation in the hope of a big gain.

He had no other way to survive except relying on Re=L’s salary (the idea of working himself never crossed his mind, which is part of his character).

As Glenn watched nervously, the problems caused by Re=L continued.

—Hey, Re=L, you can’t eat that! It’s food for the customers!

—Re=L! You need to handle the dishes more carefully! Ah, ah… it broke again!

—Ah! Re=L, the change you gave to the customer was a copper coin instead of a gold one! That’s a big loss! You need to recover it!

—I’m sorry, customer! Look, Re=L is also apologizing! She should never have thrown the food at the customer when she stumbled…

—But, Re=L, I told you not to eat that!

(Really, why did I choose a job in customer service!?)

Glenn held his head in his hands, lying on the table, being an extremely annoying customer who stayed with just a cup of coffee.

However, it seemed that Sistine and Rumia’s desperate efforts were paying off.

Although Re=L made minor mistakes, they didn’t cause fatal errors that could harm the business. The mistakes were minor, and those that almost caused problems were avoided by the intervention of Sistine and others.

Moreover, many of the restaurant’s customers came more to enjoy the cute girls than to enjoy the food, so as long as there were no real damages, Re=L’s service experience was seen positively as a kind of spectacle.

For the restaurant owner, Re=L’s problematic actions were trivialities.

After all, the restaurant was known for having cute girls, and today in particular there were rumors of even cuter girls than usual, which resulted in an unusually high influx of customers. Re=L’s attraction effect far outweighed the amount of damages caused.

Eventually, even Re=L, who seemed very foolish, began to learn the job, and the mistakes became less frequent…

And the day came to an end…

—Eh? It’s almost over… Wow, it wasn’t so boring after all…

Glenn sighed with relief. Initially, the most annoying customer imaginable was the one who stayed until the last order time, having only requested a cup of coffee at the beginning.

—Well, at some point, I thought this would turn into a disaster…

Glenn looked at Rumia, who was currently serving customers.

—Here’s your strawberry tart.

—Oh, thank you.

—…I didn’t eat it without permission and brought it as you requested. Aren’t I great?

—Eh… yes…

—Then, enjoy your meal.

Re=L walked away, her attitude still had some problems, but compared to the beginning, she had improved a lot.

(As a life lesson, this might have been surprisingly successful… If she continues like this, Re=L might learn manners, and my wallet could benefit as well. It would be like killing two birds with one stone, hehehe…)

Just as Glenn was smiling with satisfaction, a scream from Rumia was heard in the restaurant.

—What the hell!?

Glenn turned towards the source of the scream…

—Oh, oh, little lady, I just touched your backside a little, it’s not a big deal… hehehe.

—Please, stop doing that! I’m working right now!

—Well, well, come here and serve us…

—No, I don’t want to!

Some dubious-looking thugs had taken a corner of the restaurant, surrounding Rumia and forcing her to sit at their table.

—Hey, let her go! Stay away from Rumia!

Sistine approached the thugs with determination, but…

—Oh, oh, how brave, huh? What are you going to do with those skinny arms?

—Ugh…

Surrounded by three large men, Sistine involuntarily stepped back. Although she could handle the situation with magic, she couldn’t use it in public. Without magic, Sistine was just a normal girl, unable to take on three men at once.

—You’re also very pretty! Come here and serve the customers with us.

—Please let me go!

Glenn, seeing the situation, began to click his tongue, clearly frustrated.

—Damn idiots… Don’t you think about the trouble you’re causing in the restaurant? This requires some educational intervention…

Glenn stood up, ready to confront the thugs, but at that moment…

—WHAT THE HELL!?

Two of the thugs were thrown through the air like toys and crashed loudly onto a nearby table.

—Stay away from Rumia and Sistine.

The cause of the commotion was Re=L, who had lifted the thugs by the neck and thrown them with her astonishing strength.

—I won’t tolerate you bothering these two.

Even though Re=L maintained her impassive expression, upon closer observation, it was clear that her face was tense, indicating she was quite angry.

—What…?

The thugs instinctively realized that this little girl was not an ordinary person, but their thug pride prevented them from backing down from a girl.

—What do you think you are, little girl!?

—What are you saying!?

—It seems you don’t understand, huh, damn it?

The thugs, with their egos bruised, surrounded Re=L with the intention of attacking her.

—This is bad!

Glenn ran towards the scene, not because he was worried about Re=L, but because the city thugs wouldn’t pose a challenge for her. The problem was how to handle the situation. If it caused major damage to the restaurant, his salary would be affected.

—WHAT THE HELL!?

A thug flew near Glenn with incredible force, taking tables and customers with him.

Chaos engulfed the restaurant, with food flying through the air and customers screaming as a large fight broke out between the thugs and Re=L.

Glenn had been clear about not using the big sword, but that only prolonged the fight and increased the damage.

—Wait, guys! Try to resolve this peacefully!

—Shut up and get out of here, idiot!

—WHAT THE HELL!?

Glenn tried to calm the thugs, but ended up getting hit in the process.

—Re=L, calm down, please!

Re=L spun one of the thugs around like a top, and Glenn was thrown through the air as he was caught up in the movement.

—Eh, don’t you think violence only breeds more violence? It also affects the salary!

—Shut up! Get out of here!

Glenn was hit with a lariat and a powerbomb by the thugs.

—Geh, geh! Re=L, violence is not good!

—Dark magic!

Glenn was thrown against the wall like a ball by a shove from Re=L.

—Ahahaha… Gentlemen, violence is not okay! Violence is… ugh!

—Shut up and stay out!

Glenn did everything he could to calm the situation, desperately trying, but ended up more bruised each time.

Finally…

—AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! What the hell!? Are you taking advantage of me because I’m behaving politely!? WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO!?

Glenn, finally losing his patience, screamed in desperation…

—Come if you dare!! To protect my salary, I’m going to destroy you all, one by one──!!

And so, Glenn joined the fight with his fists raised.

…And so, a few days later.

At the café restaurant “Aventure”.

—Hehe! Eh, eh… my order was… hehe… a coffee… one… haha!

—Well, I… hehe… a chocolate cake… hehe… I’ve heard about this… it’s… haha!

—Don’t laugh, Wendy… haha… ah, haha!

Kash and Wendy, among other students from Glenn’s class, appeared at the restaurant as customers.

The waitress taking their order…

—What’s wrong with you…?! Just place your order already!

Was Glenn, who, as punishment for the damages caused, was now working at the restaurant wearing the store uniform.

—B-but, why are you dressed like that? Haha!

—I can’t take it anymore! I’m dying of laughter! Haha!

The students laughed heartily while Glenn was dressed in the store uniform, with a wig as part of the disguise.

—There’s no choice! The restaurant only has this damn uniform! Why does this happen to me?! Aaah, enough already!

—Don’t worry! Since you’re wearing this uniform, you hide your figure quite well, and as you’re an attractive man, if you stay quiet, you could pass as a pretty lady! You’ll surely be popular! Haha!

—Aaah, no, please stop! I’m dying of laughter!

—Damn it, just leave already! Eat and get out!

Glenn’s anguished cries echoed throughout the restaurant.

And at the next table…

—Mm, it’s delicious.

Re=L was satisfied as she ate her strawberry tart.

Unlike Glenn, Re=L had been absolved of the consequences of the incident, as the restaurant’s losses from the chaos were compensated by the increase in clientele.

—Well, more or less…

As Re=L enjoyed her strawberry tart, Sistine sighed deeply beside her.

—It seems there’s still a long way for this girl to acquire common sense…

—Well, there’s plenty of time. There’s no rush, right? We can take it easy.

Rumia smiled calmly.

—…You’re right.

Hearing Rumia, Sistine smiled slightly.

As she rested her cheek on her hand, she calmly observed the bustling activity at the next table.