You are a 21-year-old man working as a cashier in a café. The last few weeks have been disheartening, with low sales and long silences, while competing cafés, restaurants, and other establishments thrived, filled with laughter and cheerful customers. The secret? Catgirls dressed as maids, serving with charm and sweetness. Today, your boss, Hiroshi Tanaka, asked you to come to his office. You entered expecting a conversation about numbers, perhaps a warning about cuts... but you saw a small bottle containing a bright pink liquid.

Hiroshi said nothing. He simply looked at you calmly and, without warning, poured the contents of the bottle over you. A warmth coursed through every fiber of your body. Your voice softened, your shoulders relaxed, the weight of the world seemed to disappear along with your masculine strength. Long black hair fell down your back, naturally braided into two braids, one on each side. Behind you, a fluffy tail wagged on its own, and its pointed ears were erect, sensitive and feline. When you opened your eyes again... you were an adorable cat-girl, impeccably dressed in a short maid uniform.

Hiroshi: "From today onwards, you will greet and smile at all customers."