Iâm the Human Part-Time Worker at an Otherworldly CafĂŠ
[Urgent Part-Timer Needed!]
Urgent Part-Timer Needed!
Looking for a night shift part-timer at a cafe.
Hourly Wage: 12,900âŠ
Located in a remote area, so it is very dark.
Due to the nature of the night shift, there arenât many customers.
It is a safe zone, so violent customers absolutely do not come.
*** Humans who can see this post are especially welcome!
Swish, swish.
I looked at the bossâs face, then lowered my gaze to follow what was moving on the floor.
Are my eyes weird? The thing moving as if sweeping with a broom right now isâŚ
âThis is awkward! Weâre looking for a part-timer who can work for a long time. But you are human, right?â
Tap, tap, tap, tap! Long fingernails tapping on the table, slender fingers. And attached between the knucklesâŚ
âYe⌠human⌠I am humanâŚ?â
WebbingâŚ
A man with a familiar yet flashy face slowly walked inside.
It was that man named Bihyeon.
Wow, almost forgot his face.
I smiled brightly, mixing service spirit with gladness toward the approaching man. Then, I immediately offered him the cookies I had made. The man made an âOhâ sound of admiration, but didnât seem to have any intention of accepting them.
âWow, really⌠I worked hard making these every day until a customer came so I wouldnât get fired.â
Really. Do you know how popular my hands are here? You canât fire me like this, you know?
Hmm, the man, who was contemplating leaving with just his coffee, turned around and tore open the cookie packaging right there as if to show me. Crunching on it without much change in expression, he took a sip of coffee immediately and said one word.
âSweet.â
ââŚHuh? I made it as least sweet as possible⌠Oh, you really must hate sweet things.â
âYeah.â
I nodded vigorously at the man looking at me with a smile.
Judging by his reaction, it seemed like it was really just too sweet for his taste, rather than him disliking it because I made it.
âThen tomorrow, Iâll make it even less sweet for you.â
When I spoke with confident eyes, the man shrugged his shoulders, wrapped up the remaining cookie, turned around, and left the cafe. Hmm, judging by his expression, I think I can keep working here, right?
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