131 Cat Butler

Any dignity I managed to retain from past incidents or the pride I slowly gathered had now dispersed because of the stares I'm receiving for wearing these weird clothes.

I was currently wearing a long sleeved white shirt that could still be seen despite being covered with a black blazer with only one button actually being used.

The button was located between the bottom of my chest and roughly around my abdomen.

It was also paired with long grey trousers, a black tie and shiny black shoes.

How?

How can black shoes be polished to the point that it's actually reflecting light instead of absorbing it.

My surprise was short lived when I received this because there were two more objects that made this butler uniform be put to shame.

Everything was alright and I thought I could live with some pride in my life if it was just the butler uniform but then she added those objects.

On the top of my head was a band hidden in my hair but above my hair was now a pair of cat ears!

I already have 2 ears and I don't need two more, especially if they're fake!!

It was a matching blue color to show off the dark palette I currently had across my clothing and hair but the last object made me cringe.

The last object was a blue tail that was hanging out of my pants!

The coat was currently concealing it as the back was dropped down to my knees meaning the tail wouldn't even be seen!

Everywhere I sit would now become uncomfortable but I am at least thankful that it was the type of tail that was only for putting into your pants and NOT ANYWHERE ELSE.

"Come on, let's go."

My customer, Ruri was the one that tended to like this type of thing and actually had the creative idea to make money off of it by writing about it.

That sounds nice and dandy but it was quite nice that Ruri was a very open person with a bright personality by being energetic compared to my other customers that may be overwhelmed by stress or shy due to the new experience.

Most customers could be grouped into two categories.

One that desired companionship due to some complications in life that does not allow them to commit to a serious relationship such as stress, work, tradition, etc.

The other is more out of curiosity. These type of people want to know what exactly sex is and how it should feel.

But Ruri didn't exactly fit into either of those categories.

She would then create the third group which was the one with people who just want to experiment.

...And this was one of them.

People would throw glances at this makeshift cat butler costume which made me avoid any contact I could and instead focus my eyes on Ruri.

The place she requested for both of us to go to was an amusement park, and I don't have to pay for anything!

WOOOO, FREE STUFF!

Is what I would like to say but Ruri had a similar idea to me.

"You wanna eat there?"

She was pointing towards a noodle shop that seemed recently new due to the structure and had a plain style compared to larger brands with mascots everywhere.

Yep,great minds think alike.

Amusement park food were usually a lot more expensive compared to just buying it from another place due to the location and I've heard that the food might not even taste great.

Even the accessories sold there were strangely expensive and the carnival games had prizes that were abnormally cheap if bought from the wholesaler instead of winning a game which could bring the price of that prize to nearly triple of the origin.

While we both waited for lunch to begin, I felt that it was necessary to create a mutual bond with this person who buys my services by learning a lot more about her: "How was the sales for your other project?"

"Oh, it was alright. How's it feel to dress up as a cat butler?"

Her disinterest to the question surprised me but it felt like an arrow had just stabbed my heart continuously with that question.

"I-it's great, n-nya." Those words flew out of my mouth without a smooth feeling and the smile I had on my face when approaching the people's stares became wry.

END, MY, LIFE, NOW.

As I had already dressed up the part of a cat butler… it would be followed with the dialogue of a cat butler.

Her specific request about my dialogue was that I would have to end my sentences with nya and use it in any words that made sense.

My only saving grace from embarrassment was that not everyone would have to hear it.

Ruri was laughing at my poor predicament, trying to retain my sanity, I asked: "What's the nyaxt clothing for tomorrow, nya?"

A sly smile grew on her face as she brought her index finger to her mouth "It's a secret!"

… I don't know where and I don't know why but that phrase seems familiar.

Knowing that she called it a 'secret', chills were sent down my spine as I prayed that the next act would be less embarrassing than this.

Our lunch soon arrived and we both enjoyed the meal but I brought up a few points that I was worried from the text messages that described her requests: "Are you sure you want to do that in public, nya?"

Ruri sent a seductive wink before nudging me with her elbow: "Hehe, I made sure to pick one that is slightly desolate and rarely has any cameras."

Some of the things she requested… they are alright if they were in a private area but in public? There would be so many problems with it.

My worry was obvious with how hesitant I was but Ruri made an appeal to my anxiety: "Don't worry, I brought sunglasses."