Charlmeister
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Feb 5, 2013
- Location
- On sheets and pillows
Rika's sales went far better than she had expected. She sold more than half of her doujins and had engaged in some awkward conversations with some of the otakus who'd come by to praise her work. Yukimura had been the only one who hadn't become flustered by the attention, like the good maid/butler she was, she thanked everyone with a smile. Rika was sure though that Yukimura didn't care about her doujins, half the time she had been scanning the crowd from her seat; wondering if "Aniki" was okay. Her loyalty was beyond average and Rika had almost told her to go find Kodaka but she'd have probably become lost in the crowd.
They only had two boxes. Rika would make a note not to print so many copies the next time. Though she had made more than her profit goal, there was still some amount of loss since she didn't know what to do with the rest. The restaurant was across the street and down the road, not too far from the bus stop - but not exactly close either. "Say, Kodaka," she started as she opened the door to help him out since he had most of the load. "Do you want one of the copies. I made one special for you," she grinned and it was almost too hard not to tease further about what she'd written about. Though now, the joke wouldn't have full effect because everyone now knew Yukimura was a girl.
Sena picked the window seat and she almost wrinkled her nose at the decor of the place. Not much creativity was put into the interior decorating. There was just wallpaper and each table had a small vase with flowers - the flowers at their table were wilting. There were stains on the table cloth that almost looked too worn for display. The only thing nice enough about the place was the polished wood tiling and the big screen television, positioned so anyone could have a good view.
"What a dump," Sena mumbled.
Rika shrugged, "It's not too bad. Right, Kodaka."
Sena blinked and looked between the two.
They only had two boxes. Rika would make a note not to print so many copies the next time. Though she had made more than her profit goal, there was still some amount of loss since she didn't know what to do with the rest. The restaurant was across the street and down the road, not too far from the bus stop - but not exactly close either. "Say, Kodaka," she started as she opened the door to help him out since he had most of the load. "Do you want one of the copies. I made one special for you," she grinned and it was almost too hard not to tease further about what she'd written about. Though now, the joke wouldn't have full effect because everyone now knew Yukimura was a girl.
Sena picked the window seat and she almost wrinkled her nose at the decor of the place. Not much creativity was put into the interior decorating. There was just wallpaper and each table had a small vase with flowers - the flowers at their table were wilting. There were stains on the table cloth that almost looked too worn for display. The only thing nice enough about the place was the polished wood tiling and the big screen television, positioned so anyone could have a good view.
"What a dump," Sena mumbled.
Rika shrugged, "It's not too bad. Right, Kodaka."
Sena blinked and looked between the two.