Animal Cafe (2)
A brown puppy girl appeared before the girl who wasn't making any animal sounds, the one who'd welcomed us when we first arrived.
"Yujin. Woof."
A stern voice directed at the black cat girl. The cat girl's name tag on her chest read So Yujin, so now I knew her name.
So the girl who guided us is her senior.
She called out So Yujin's name in that strict tone, and the cat girl responded with a displeased mewl tacked on.
"......Nya."
"Good girl. Woof."
She's not a real cat, right? I couldn't help but wonder if the staff here were actual animals turned human. The motel had turned into a ryokan, after all—why couldn't animals turn into people? But if that were the case, would banging them count as bestiality? ...Nah, let's not go there. Better to believe it's just the usual flipped common sense. Finding out the truth might scare me straight.
That said, there were way too many staff members for them all to be regular part-timers. Easily over ten, just at a glance.
"Sorry about that. Woof, she's new here, so please go easy on her mistakes. Woof."
"I'm fine......woof."
"If you hate making sounds, you don't have to. Nya."
"Really?"
But she'd been glaring if you didn't. "No one who knows smoking's bad actually smokes. Nya."
So skipping the sound at the end was like smoking in front of non-smokers? Or lighting up indoors? A subtle line, but yeah, rude either way.
"So what're you gonna order, nya? Pick fast, nya. Or do I have to read the menu like to an idiot, nya?"
Was this the mesugaki I'd only heard about? One corner of her mouth curled up, flashing sharp fangs—it was a well-practiced smirk, no doubt.
A far cry from the girl who'd just explained it was okay to skip the sounds.
"We'll have this, please! Woof!"
I was too stunned by this new side of mesugaki So Yujin to answer, so Joo Seoyoon stepped in. She wore a full-body pajama set like mine, but her massive chest left the top gaping open, cleavage fully on display.
"Fine, I'll read for the boob monster idiot. Nya."
"Big difference......"
Meanwhile, our server Yujin was so flat her top flapped open, revealing everything underneath. No wonder she called Joo Seoyoon a boob monster.
"Nya! Big boobs are just a pain anyway, nya! Flat-chested freak, nya!"
"True, they make it hard to run, and everyone stares. Woof."
This sounds like bullying.
Joo Seoyoon wasn't the type, but from newbie So Yujin's perspective, it might feel like teasing.
Aware or not, Joo Seoyoon poked at her feelings anyway.
"It's not all bad, though. Yujin, right? Yours might grow more later. Woof."
"Nya!"
So Yujin shuddered at the words. That got me curious too.
"Mind if I ask your age?"
"Why should an idiot care, nya?"
"Just curious."
"......20. Nya."
Unfortunately, that meant her growth was probably done. Unlike my pitying gaze, Joo Seoyoon clapped in admiration.
"Really? You look so young! Woof!"
True—she looked like a student. High schooler at best, maybe even middle schooler. Black hair, yellow cat-like eyes. Contacts?
"You look old, must be nice, nya. Hag, nya."
"How old do we look?"
"Hmph! Late twenties, easy. Nya!"
"Ooh, close?"
"Nya?"
"Mid-twenties for me."
A few months and I'd hit 27, late twenties technically, but not yet. Not yet.
"Kinda disappointing......used to always get early twenties......woof......"
She still looked early twenties, face-wise. The huge chest aged her a bit, but never late twenties. Calling her that was pure spite.
20, though. Relief? She'd looked so young, the loose top felt iffy, but now I could relax. Age mattered more than looks.
"Ugh......nya! Buncha morons, nya! Pick your damn menu, nya!"
"What about reading it?"
"Order yourselves, nya! I'm busy, nya!"
Whoosh! Like venting her boob grudge, So Yujin slammed the tablet-menu on the table. Hope it doesn't break.
Not a real cat, my ass.
Just like my ex's cat—disobedient, snapping on a whim. Dropped my phone plenty too.
"Yujin, you can't treat customers like that. Woof."
"Nya."
The puppy girl, who'd stuck close anxiously, scolded her. So Yujin just crossed her arms, ignoring it.
"It's fine, she's cute like a real cat. Woof."
"Sorry. Woof."
"What do you want, sis? I'll get it......woof."
She added the bark for "sis." Like smoking, a little embarrassment to bear.
"No, I'll pay. Woof."
"Thanks then."
I thanked Joo Seoyoon and scanned the menu—drinks, desserts, and specials.
"You can pick staff?"
"Yeah, nya. Pick one, and she serves you personally. Nya."
"Then I'll have......this."
Sweet latte, plus the welcoming puppy girl—seemed Yujin's senior. Mild-mannered and sweet, perfect.
"Pick one too, sis."
"Hmm......then me─"
Joo Seoyoon glanced at So Yujin, who was ignoring us cat-style nearby, then chose.
"This one~woof~"
"Sis, you're mean too."
Joo Seoyoon picked So Yujin. After all that hating?
"Other cats're busy serving. Woof."
"All set here."
"Hmph! Wait, nya."
So Yujin snatched the order sheet from me and stormed off.
But a scream followed soon.
"Nyaa─!"
"She saw."
"Kinda sorry."
The scream was brief. As we chatted idly, our coffees arrived quick.
"Nya......"
"Serve 'em well then."
"Got it, nya......"
Of course, So Yujin and her senior came together. So Yujin dragged her feet to Joo Seoyoon; puppy girl approached me.
"Call you master? Woof?"
"Sure. What's your name?"
"Minji. Kim Minji. Woof."
"Breed?"
"Continental Toy Spaniel."
Straight answer to my test question. But I'd never heard the breed.
"Conti-what?"
"Papillon in Korea."
Papillon. More familiar than "conti-something," but still clueless.
"It's kinda famous......whine......"
"Sorry."
Does having a breed mean she's really an animal turned human via common sense shift?
Bestiality's a hard no......
She looked human enough to argue otherwise, but who knew? Count it as such?
"Can I sit on your lap, master? Woof?"
"Yeah, hop up."
I opened my arms welcomingly. She hopped onto my thigh quick, hugging me face-to-face.
Tail just grew, huh.
Or plugged in elsewhere? Probably grew, but no certainty. White, swishy tail sprouted below the tailbone, near the anus.
"Can I touch your tail?"
"No."
"Huh?"
"Not the tail."
Dead serious. No bark at the end, even.
Novels have animal girls loving tail pets.
Different here, I guess.
"Pet somewhere else instead. Woof."
"Alright."
Soon, Kim Minji rubbed against me, begging pets like her seriousness never happened. Unlike flat So Yujin, she had decent volume—soft chest pressing nicely.
As I stroked her like a lover's caress,
Joo Seoyoon screamed.
"Kyaa!"
"Sis!"
Startled, I looked—her hand clutched, bite marks visible.
"She bit you?"
"Yeah......guess she really hates me......woof."
Barking even now.
"Yujin! What the hell! Woof!"
"Nya! She touched my tail, nya!"
"Just brushed it petting......woof......"
"Minji, wanna switch? You play with Seoyoon sis, I'll take Yujin."
"Okay. Woof!"
"I'm fine though......woof......"
Bitten hand or not, couldn't leave 'em together. Bit disappointing, but building favor, right?
