Chapter 5: The Discussion
Her breasts were big.
And as an added bonus, she had beautiful, soft hair waving gently down her back. Plus two pointy black kitten ears peeking through at the top of her head.
Her eyes were round and smiling like acorns. And out from under her frilly maid's apron peeked a swaying tail tied with a bright red bow.
Those were all great things about her. The huge boobs in particular, though.
That's what's worth mentioning, anyway.
I mean? I've got to be honest.
The girl had enormous tits.
"What do you think you're doing, staring at her chest like that?!" There goes my Big.
"Oh, don't be so hard on me, Big. They're not the sort of breasts you see every da? OOF."
Before I can finish, Big punches me square in the stomach.
No joke?it hurts. I double over and stumble forward.
Little Big leans in and whispers softly in my ear.
"Listen, who this weird girl, anyway? Where the hell did she come from?"
"I have no idea, Big," I respond. "Maybe she's part of some publicity stunt. You know?like those cosplay girls handing out flyers for maid cafes. Haven't you seen them?"
"Ah, those girls. They looked so sketchy I just ignored them."
"They're not that sketchy…I mean, it's not like they're selling porn or anything. Anyway, what do you say? We came all this way. Wanna try out a maid cafe?"
"A maid cafe? But…we might get lured into some creepy situation in the toilet! Or…or…taken underground and forced to work for slave wages or?that's the way these stories always end up, right?"
"Big, you read way too much manga."
The kitten-eared girl just watches us go back and forth, smiling.
Is she waiting for an answer?
It's hard to imagine that innocent smile leading us into some sketchy toilet encounter or an underground work camp.
"I'm OK to go," I tell Big. "What about you?"
"You're OK to go? You just want to ogle her chest!"
". . . . . . . . ."
She's not entirely off base there. I decide I'd better keep my mouth shut.
"A maid cafe!" she goes on. "And you want me to just sit there while you drool on yourself and fantasize about other women, I suppose?"
My little Big can be pretty harsh sometimes.
"Don't you know that those cafes are total rip-offs?" She was on a roll now.
"You don't have to worry about that, Big. I have plenty of money and it's not like they're going to charge us hundreds of thousands of yen for lunch."
"It's not the amount I'm worried about! I just hate that they make money by scamming people!"
"It's no different than a tip, Big." I explain. "They call you "Master" and "Mi'Lady" and treat you like royalty. It's a brand-new experience. Don't you think it'll be fun?"
"…but they already call me 'Little Princess' at home."
Couldn't argue with her there.
She's the daughter of a pretty wealthy big-name family.
I often forget about it because she doesn't walk around flaunting it and rarely spends a lot of money.
"This girl is nothing like the maids at your house," I tell her. "Just look! Do your maids have tails and cat ears? This is why we came to Akihabara, isn't it? To have some kind of crazy adventure?"
I guess you have a point there," she concedes. "Fine. Let's see where this cat-eared girl takes us."
And with that, little Big takes a step back, silently insisting that I work things out with the kitten-eared girl on my own.
"So…" I begin, "will you show us to your maid cafe then?"
My question seems to amuse her, and she breaks into a huge smile.
Apron fluttering and huge tits swaying, she cocks her left hand on her hip and strikes a baffling pose…flashing the peace sign at her cheek as she opens her mouth in a playful jeer.
"Meeewww got it!" I'm the kitty maid Katie from the Kitty Cat Caf?, and it is my purr-fect pleasure to show you the way!"
No joke. This was one weird girl.