I Am Not a Sis-Con! ~ All the People Around Me Call Me One, but Isn’t It Just Because My Sister Is T

The next day, I woke up to the ringing of my phone’s alarm. 

 

“Time to go to …”

 

Basically, I could easily wake from sleep. 

 

Rarely, though, do I sleep like a dead man from exhaustion.

 

“Ohayou.”

 

“Ah, Ohayo Gozaimasu.”

 

I left the room at the same time as Sara.

 

“Shall we eat breakfast?”

 

We had leftovers from last night’s dinner and some natto, so we decided to eat together.

 

“Itadakimasu.”

 

We clasped our hands together and proceeded to eat.

 

“Let’s head out after breakfast.”

 

“Right.”

 

We finished our breakfast and went back to our rooms to change.

 

I wore a navy blue patterned shirt and black jeans.

 

Sara was wearing a white dress with a small pink bag hanging by her side.

 

“Are you ready?”

 

“Yes! Let’s go.”

 

We headed for the station to head for Akihabara.

 

From here, it was a ten-minute ride to the station, and then a twenty-minute train ride to our destination.

 

“It’s so crowded.”

 

“I heard there’s a concert today.”

 

“That’s why it’s so crowded. …”

 

When we got off the crowded train, the place was relatively calm.

 

“It’s calm.”

 

“Yes, it is.”

 

To be honest, I was not very good with crowds.

 

“Well, let’s go.”

 

After exiting the ticket gate, we walked about five minutes to the Maid cafe we planned to visit today.

 

“It’s on the third floor here.”

 

I pointed to it.

 

“I don’t come to Akihabara often, so this feels refreshing!”

 

“Ma~, it’s not a place to come without a purpose.”

 

I would never visit this place unless I had something to do.

 

“Let’s go up.”

 

“Hai!”

 

We took the elevator and pushed the button for the third floor.

 

“I’m so nervous.”

 

When the elevator doors opened, there was a sign that read “Maid Cafe.”

 

 

Door to the Maid cafe opened.

 

“Okaerinasaimase! Goshujinsama, ojōsama!” (TLN: my fellow weebs you know how it sounds like)

 

We were greeted by a group of girls in adorable maid outfits.

 

“Oh.”

 

“Chotto, Nii-San, Stop ogling at them!! “

 

“Oops, sorry about that.”

 

Haruki surprisingly liked maid uniforms.

 

Maids were men’s fantasy  after all.

 

One of the maids gave us a tour.

 

“Here.”

 

The two of us sat down in the seats we were shown.

 

From there, the maid gave us an explanation.

 

“Is this your first time here, Goshujinsama?”

 

“I’ve been here once before, but this is her first time at a Maid cafe.”

 

“I see. A couple in a maid cafe? That sounds great! Let me explain it to you.”

 

The maid carefully explained the rules and the fee system.

 

“Do you have any more questions?”

 

“No, I’m fine.”

 

“Me too.”

 

“Yes, well then, I’ll bring you some cold drinks. Please take a look at the menu.”

 

After saying that, the maid left our table.