Occupational Hazard

Sweep. Sweep. Sweep. Sweep.
Yawn.
No, no! I have to look intelligent and hardworking.

Sweep. Sweep. Sweep. Sweep. Sweep. Sweep.
Lesse... The time is... Ah!
In just a matter of seconds... 3... 2... 1...

"The usual please, Kisa-san."

Okay, that's my call! I have to turn around in a gentle manner and...
"Welcome! Rai... eh?"

Who. Is. That. Girl.

"Ah, sorry. This is the first time you're meeting her aren't you? Misa?" He nudged her gently.
"Please to meet you! I'm Misamisa-desu!" She extended her free hand (the other one was around his arm, dammit!) to me.

Not wanting to seem affected, I accepted it. "Pleasure is mine." To chop you into pieces.
What's with the blonde hair! And her skirt's too short! Whatever is she trying to flaunt?!
Hmm... but Misamisa? Where have I heard that name before...?

Raito-san (ah, he looks as handsome as usual) gave me his charming(tm) smile, "The apples...?"

Ah, yes. Way to go me. Jealousy makes me dumb.
"Right away!" I hurried and started picking apples from the cart.
Usually, I take my time choosing so we can have a nice friendly chat.
But with her in the premises... I don't think I can stand it. Blech.

"Apples? Are they for Ryuuk?" She looked up to Raito-san. Ryuuk?
"Ah, yeah. Whenever I run out of apples, I come here." There was a flicker of irritation on his face but it went by so fast, I might have imagined it.
"Teehee! Misamisa think so too!" She glanced at Raito-san again. Or, might I say, it looked like she was looking past Raito-san. Weirdo.

I put all fifteen apples in a grocery bag and passed it to him. Aah~ Skin contact! <3 His hands are so gentle, I wonder what he usually does during his spare time. Probably something gentle - like poetry-writing. That's my sort of thing. <3

"Thank you!" I bowed. And smiled. Yes, smiling is very important. Grandma always said my dimple was cute.
"Same here." He gave a small nod and walked away with that blonde mop still hanging onto him.

I sighed, watching them go. Today sucked. Big time.
It was the shortest period I had ever spent with Raito-san.
Well, it's okay. I'll probably have a nice time telling this to him.
While he goes on about the percentages of how more worse I could have made it be.
Well, the way he consoles me is cute so I don't mind.

I put a pack of fresh strawberries in a grocery bag and glanced at the clock.
5... 4... 3... 2... 1...
"Yo."
"Hey there, Ryuuzaki!" I beamed.

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