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I took a step towards her "I want a second chance. Please." what is this feeling i have when im near her I looked down already knowing down her awnsers

-Kana-
"But everything I do might hurt the baby and I don’t even know if I can shift, I mean is it safe. I’ve been starving myself, just drinking as little as possible and I’m so hungry I’m ready to jump just about everyone. Which is why I’ve been sticking to myself. And I’ve been lying so much to Blake I think he’s going to dump me any minute but i’m terrified of what he might say. I’m faaaar to scared to talk to him myself…. Can you?... you know… talk to him? I know it’s unconventional but he deserves to know and I miss him so much."

Mizuki:
[Yes my shift is almost over then I can swim at the lake and talk to pervert senpai, I’d hate to tell him but talking to him helped me ease into the camp, enough so that I even have enough breathing room to get a job. Didn’t think I’d be working at another cafe like this but when I heard they where hiring I was more then willing, familiar work and all] it took me a moment to realize I was getting distracted, my thoughts often wondered tieless the end of the work day. It even caused me to not react to the chime of a new custemore [Shoot well at least they seated themselves, lucky nobody saw] to make up for it I quickly walked over to them and greeted them "Wellome master, what can we do for you to day?" [God how long did it take me to get used to that at first, at least the maid outfit is comfertable. O right eye contact]. I had gotten distracted again but when I realized who it was I froze, as if I turned to stone I just stared [What the hell is he doing hear ,I mean he is a pervert and all but why hear!] even if mentally I was screaming and crying I just smiled and looked rather normal on the outside, well as normal as someone working in a made cafe could.

-Keita-
I closed my eyes for a short moment taking in the smell of yeast, cinnamon, frying fat, and coffee.
It seemed to be a small humble cafe from which aromas of fresh, home-made cooking filled the air. To me though the smells was getting a little to strong, considering my sense of smell was ten times better then that of a human. As soon as I heard welcome Master I wondered what kind of place I had managed to walk into and with one glance I knew. A smirk appeared across my face and I chuckled. Well, well I won’t have this chance again. "Say Master." I said as I pressed the button on my phone, taking a picture of her. "I’m glad I wandered into this place. You look….. well…. different." I couldn’t stop laughing. "A small tip for you, if you stuff your bra your costumer might be willing to pay more… So tell me what’s on the menu?" I couldn’t stop glaring at her in disbelief. During the month I had talked to her at the lake but I had never revealed any information about myself, nor had she about herself.

((Didn’t star say the town’s ppl knew about us?  So basically there might be blood and such there? Let’s say so))

Mizuki:
As he had a joke and made a comment I just kept smiling ,I didn’t react in the slightest. "Yes master, some masters prefere cutenes over size and I am sorry that I am not to you likeing, we can have another serve you if you wish" [Well it’s not the worst thing to happen, let alone today. At least theirs a chance he won’t spread the news throught the camp ]. When he asked what was on the menu I picked it up off his table and opened it before placing it in front of him, although after that I leaned in and whispered into his ear "if master wants something more filling I suggest he orders the tomato juice". Even if we did offer services to creatures not all humans were awear of them so precousions had to be taken, it was also an important reason of why they employed me. Although it was always difficult to explain why certain items on the menu where overpriced to a redicules degree.

-Keita-
Yes Master? I assumed she would have made a snarky remark on me taking a picture of her in a maid uniform. As soon as she leaned in I leaned in and let my tongue slice across the nape of her neck, stopping at her earlobe where I whispered. "You smell like vanilla…" I sighed and started rubbing my temples. I’m so worn out, this is far worse then when I fainted when we were out shopping, I desperately need some rest. I don’t want to pass out at my wedding.. "Well then tomato juice it is…." I grabbed her uniform and pulled her closer. "Now don’t bring me the wrong one, you don’t want me to pass out on you do you…. Oh and please add a dash of vodka." I knew it was fairly early in the morning but after the last month I couldn’t care less.