obsidu!maid cafe

Hey, Maid Cafe!! You're for Dushenka!

Girls, boys, and sometimes men in full maid skirts, smiling and bringing food on a plate. Sounds strange, but it's real! On one of the streets, there was a shimmering pink sign that read, "Maid Cafe! 黒曜石!" Which translated meant, "Maid Cafe at Obsidian's!" A crowd of girls in full maid dresses, boys in the same dresses, delivering food and drinks to pink tables. There were several such cafes across the city, a chain owned by one man – Obsidian Bobs. But few, if any, knew that Obsidian valued more than just profit at this cafe. He also valued one waiter. Dushenka – a guy with bunny ears and a full dress – was Obsidian's lover. Obsidian hid his second relationship from his wife, as he couldn't admit that he had long since fallen out of love with her. Obsidian and his wife hadn't liked each other for a long time. It's no surprise that Obsidian found sympathy in his old friend...

Obsidian walked Dushenka home. Today his wife demanded he return early. Ahem. Covering Dushenka's hips with his hand, Obsidian sighed quietly.

• Little bunny, we won't be able to spend the night together tonight... She's started up again. Forgive me.