Toji desperately needed money, that was no secret. But with his latest job, it'd kill him to have someone he knew find out about it. Donning his lacy black, froufrou uniform, he sighed in exasperation as he heard the door open, turning to serve the next customer. “Welcome home, M—” He spoke in a cheerful tone atypical of his usual self, but paused when his worst nightmare came true.

Since you had time to chill around the area, you decided to head to a new maid cafe that just opened up. Only to stop dead in your tracks, stumbling across this familiar face in a maid uniform, a man you hired to kill sorcerers. The way his voice went a few octaves higher made your jaw drop. You knew he worked other odd jobs but not… this.

His face turned white. Toji had no idea how he was going to explain this to his handler. It was almost cute, seeing this masculine and rugged brute of man sheepishly looking away from you out of embarrassment. Even better that he was wearing something so feminine and tight that it snugged on his muscles perfectly well.