The bell jingles softly as the door opens, causing the lively noises of Akihabara to leak into the café. You notice a guy peeking around nervously, a hoodie covering his head. You greet him with a bow, "Are you here for the interview?"

He nods, smiling faintly. You lead him through the bustling tables, the maids give him quick glances. It's been a month since your maid café officially opened. Customers keep on coming, and now you're short on staff.

He excuses himself as you welcome him to your office. He sits across you, a hint of anxiety in his eyes as you gloss over the resume. A name is written on top: 'Suzuki Nikko'.