15. Ravished by the Cafe Owner (1)
“Phew... Yu-ri, how long were you down there?”
I couldn't help but laugh at how adorable Ha Yu-ri looked, peeking out from under the bed and gauging my reaction with little twitches.
“I'm sorry.”
“Yu-ri?”
“I'm really... sorry.”
“It's not an apology I want to hear.”
When I spoke a bit more firmly, Ha Yu-ri flinched.
“I don't want you blaming yourself, Yu-ri. I want to hear how good it felt.”
“Ah... th-that... um...”
Ha Yu-ri hung her head, her ears turning bright red.
“Will you tell me honestly?”
“...It felt good.”
“Huh...?”
“It felt really good.”
Her ears flushed as if they might burst into flames.
“How good?”
“Super super good...”
“That's all I needed to hear. Now get up, Yu-ri.”
“Eh...?”
I hopped off the bed and pulled her arm, urging her to stand.
“If masturbating with my pussy felt good, that's what matters! No need to act all sneaky—get up already.”
Masturbating with my pussy? More like sex, but whatever...
“...Understood.”
“Just tell me whenever you're horny. The doctor said it's important to relieve it healthily... and sex is healthy, right? So use my pussy whenever you want.”
“B-but...”
“What? It's not like it'll wear out from use. No pregnancy risk either. You're my cute maid, Yu-ri—you've got lifetime free access.”
“Ah... Understood...”
Ha Yu-ri murmured with a flushed face.
“Anyway, shouldn't we go grocery shopping? We're running low on ingredients... Let's stock up big time this round. Sound good?”
Ha Yu-ri nodded.
“Yes, Mistress.”
After getting ready to head out, we stepped outside, and Ha Yu-ri paused for a moment.
She pulled the car key from her pocket and said cautiously,
“Mistress, the car key has been changed.”
“What? When?”
“While you were briefly unconscious... I contacted the Futanari City authorities.”
“Oh.”
Then it hit me. At first, I'd seen the sports car and complained it was too flashy, and Ha Yu-ri had said she'd request a change.
“No way... They actually swapped it?”
“Yes. I told them it was your wish, and they changed it immediately.”
Ha Yu-ri held up the key slightly. It was different from the first one—thinner, simpler, more elegantly designed.
“Whoa... That's cool.”
I gazed at Ha Yu-ri in admiration.
“Yu-ri, you really get things done.”
“I must do anything within my power.”
Her tone was still impeccably polite... but her eyes sparkled ever so slightly with pride.
Ha Yu-ri pressed the button on the key. Beep—
At that moment, a quiet sound of movement came from behind the house.
“...Huh?”
I turned my head just as a white car glided smoothly into view.
On its own. The car stopped perfectly in front of us—so naturally it gave me chills.
“Autopilot...?”
“Yes, I heard it has even more features.”
I stared at the car. A luxurious white sedan, not flashy but impeccably clean and refined.
“Wow... I love it.”
Ha Yu-ri bowed her head at my words.
“I'm glad you're satisfied, Mistress.”
Ha Yu-ri took the driver's seat, and I slid into the back. The interior was incredibly quiet, with a faint leather scent and spotless cleanliness.
“We're off.”
The car began moving smoothly at her words.
The moment we arrived at the mart, I bolted straight to the snack aisle.
“Yu-ri... Truth is, I've been dying for snacks.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“That's why I suggested shopping. Hehe... Feels like forever since I had any. Don't these potato chips look delicious?”
“They do.”
“And this chocolate...”
“Indeed.”
“Oh, this one's new?”
“Yes.”
Ha Yu-ri calmly pushed the cart behind me... but I could feel her expression subtly hardening.
“Mistress.”
“Yeah?”
“Eating too many snacks... might harm your health.”
“Whoa.”
I whipped around, eyes wide.
“You're worried about me?”
“...It's a maid's duty.”
Her words were so cute I burst out laughing.
“Pfft... Good girl~”
I naturally reached out and stroked her head. The lilac hair felt soft against my palm.
Ha Yu-ri accepted the petting with familiarity, her cheeks tinting pink.
“...Mistress.”
“Yeah, yeah, got it. Just a few then.”
“Thank you.”
Her voice held genuine relief, making me laugh even more.
In the end, we got one bag of potato chips, one chocolate, one pack of cookies. Just that much.
“This okay?”
“Yes.”
“Your face is screaming 'Thank goodness she didn't buy more.'”
“No, it's not.”
“It totally is.”
“No.”
“Hmmm...”
Next, we loaded up on meat and all sorts of ingredients.
“Yu-ri, anything you wanna eat?”
“I'm fine.”
I pouted.
“Pick something you like too.”
“I couldn't.”
“That's an order.”
“...”
Ha Yu-ri hesitated, then added a single bag of jelly from nearby. Grape-flavored bear gummies.
“This is enough for me.”
So cute.
After checkout, we loaded the groceries into the car. The trunk opened and closed automatically with fingerprint recognition—cool enough that I wanted to try it again.
“Mistress, no playing around.”
“Okay, okay...”
Her firm tone made me behave instantly.
As we got in and Ha Yu-ri started the engine... I suddenly felt it was a shame to head straight home.
“Yu-ri.”
“Yes?”
“Going home now feels boring. Wanna go somewhere else.”
“I see. Is there anywhere you'd like?”
“Hmm... Not sure...”
Ha Yu-ri pondered briefly.
“How about a cafe? There's a small, cute one nearby.”
“Ooh, perfect. I wanna go to a cafe with you, Yu-ri.”
“Understood.”
The cafe was closer than I thought. Not a big chain, but a cozy little spot. Warm light spilled through the glass door, with small potted plants lining the window. Wooden tables, plush chairs. A handwritten menu hung on the wall.
“This place... is adorable.”
I whispered, and Ha Yu-ri nodded.
Quaint, cute, warm. Like something out of a fairy tale.
The bell tinkled as we opened the door. Ding-a-ling—
“Welcome.”
A soft voice from the counter.
I glanced over naturally—and my gaze froze.
The woman behind the counter, clearly the owner... reddish-brown bob hair that shimmered like warm pomegranate under the lights.
And her eyes. Amber. Like melted honey, with slit pupils... vertical and narrow.
“...Huh?”
The sound slipped from my lips.
The cafe owner didn't flinch at my reaction. Instead, she smiled faintly, as if used to it. That smile was effortlessly beautiful.
“New face, I see.”
Her tone was kind. But laced with a playful droplet of mischief.
Then, in the corner of my vision—something twitched above her head.
Fox ears. Pretty fox ears perched naturally atop her bob.
They looked incredibly soft and lovely. I'd seen beastkin occasionally since arriving in this world, but this was my first in Futanari City. Fox beastkin, judging by the ears.
I stared blankly at the owner, then glanced at Ha Yu-ri beside me.
She stood with her usual composed expression... but her gaze toward the owner held a faint trace of wariness.
“...Mistress.”
Ha Yu-ri murmured lowly.
“Just place your order.”
“Ah, right. Yeah.”
I snapped to and looked at the menu. But the words wouldn't register. My mind kept replaying those fox ears and amber eyes.
The owner asked, looking at me,
“Shall I recommend something?”
“Uh... Y-yeah. Recommendation, please.”
“Do you like sweet things?”
“...Yeah, I do.”
She smiled and nodded at my answer.
“Then how about strawberry cream latte and cheesecake today?”
“Whoa... That's exactly my style.”
“Hmm... I see?”
She replied smoothly, twirling her pen as she took the order.
At that moment, her fox ears flicked slightly.
The ears. So pretty.
I zoned out again.
“...Wow.”
I muttered softly, and Ha Yu-ri let out a tiny sigh beside me.
“Mistress.”
“Yeah?”
“You look like you're drooling.”
“I'm not!”
“Your eyes say otherwise.”
“...I'm not!”
The owner must have overheard, as her lips curved in suppressed amusement.
“You two seem close.”
Ha Yu-ri replied instantly.
“I am her maid. We are not friends.”
Sharp as a knife. The air grew tense.
But the owner wasn't fazed.
“Ah~ I see.”
She smiled even softer.
“Then what for the maid?”
“No need for me to—”
I shot Ha Yu-ri a glare.
“Yu-ri, order a drink too. We're having it together.”
“Nngh... Understood. An Americano, please.”
The owner nodded. “Got it.”
She turned to make the drinks, her bob swaying... revealing a glimpse of her fox tail. A reddish-brown tail swished faintly behind her waist.
My breath caught.
“Yu-ri.”
“...Yes.”
“A real fox tail...”
“Yes.”
“So cute...”
“Mistress.”
Ha Yu-ri's voice dropped lower.
“Until the cake arrives... please sit quietly.”
“...Why?”
“You're staring too intensely.”
“Am I that obvious?”
“Yes.”
My face heated up, and I sat obediently. But my eyes kept drifting to the counter.
The owner's hands moved skillfully as she prepared the drinks—graceful, pretty movements. Blended with that beastkin aura... I couldn't look away.
Soon, she approached with a tray.
“Strawberry cream latte, cheesecake.”
She placed Ha Yu-ri's down too. “Americano for you, maid.”
Ha Yu-ri bowed. “Thank you.”
The owner smiled at me. “Enjoy.”
My heart thumped at that gentle smile. I ducked my head to hide my blush.
“Thank you...”
Once she returned to the counter, I sipped the latte through the straw.
“...Insane.”
Sweet, creamy... so good.
“Yu-ri, this is amazing.”
“I'm glad.”
Ha Yu-ri sipped her Americano.
The cheesecake melted smoothly in my mouth at the first bite.
“Mmm... So good...”
I murmured in delight, and Ha Yu-ri watched quietly.
“Is it to your taste?”
“Yeah, really good. This place is totally my vibe.”
I scooped another bite and glanced around. The small space was full of charming details—tiny candle-like lights on the wooden tables, neat picture frames on the walls. Freshly baked bread scented the air... relaxing me completely.
“The interior... I love it.”
Ha Yu-ri nodded. “The atmosphere is calming.”
“Yeah, makes my mind feel at ease.”
Even as I said it, my gaze wandered back to the counter.
The owner handled another customer's order with poise, her voice soft. And her fox ears... flicked ever so slightly with each interaction.
Pretty...
I stared blankly until I snapped my head toward the back wall.
Then, a paper pinned to the wall caught my eye.
Help Wanted
3-4 days a week
Flexible hours
Beginners OK
Bright personalities welcome
“...Huh?”
The sound escaped me.
Ha Yu-ri asked at my reaction,
“Mistress, what's wrong?”
I stared at the paper, thoughts racing.
Working under such a pretty owner... in this cafe...?
For real...?
Suddenly, fantasies flooded my mind. Tying on an apron, brewing coffee, plating cake, the owner smiling “Good job”... getting closer to her...
“...”
Ah. This is... too good?
I shot up from my seat.
“M-Mistress?”
Ha Yu-ri called in surprise, but it was too late.
I practically ran to the counter.
The owner looked up. “Hm? Something wrong?”
My heart pounded. My voice came out louder than intended.
“I-I want to work here!!”
“Eh...?”
The cafe fell silent for a moment. A few customers glanced over, and I realized how loud I'd been.
“...Ah.”
My face burned.
“S-sorry... That was too sudden...”
The owner blinked blankly, then smiled.
“Sure. Why don't you come by tomorrow for a trial?”