/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>>12758664
I'd spaghetti hard. Especially because she'd probably hate me for my job.

>"W-w-well mistress, what brings you in here today?"
>My friends recommend this place to me. Many cute men, they say. Good food.
>"I, I see. Thank you for your, for your, patronage. I mean, for you, your will be patronage. Let me show you to your table--"
>Hm. Pales in comparison to the grand eating halls of my tribeland.
>How does one fit her meal plates on such a small table?
>"Oh, sssorry um, I, my manager, I'll call..."
>[She dismissed it with a wave of her hand]
>No need.
>"May I r-r-recommend tonight's mecialty, I mean, specialty, which is..."
>(Ok, ok, get it together, remember your training)
>"...Sp-spicy weeny double dipper..."
>[He flinched, waiting for a shit-eating grin or boisterous laugh]
>...
>...Do you not serve more wholesome food at this establishment?
>"I, um, the, freedom burgers..."
>No. Your trifles are not enough to satisfy a warrior's hunger.
>And these steaks are overpriced. Why do you charge so much for such pitiful portions?
>"M-mistress, I, um, apologize for your..."
>And another thing. Do you have any less revealing outfits?
>I think it is shameful for a man to show his body to other tribes.
>Only his wife and her kinswomen should see a man's private parts.
>"Oh, uh... ssorry."
>No matter. You need the money, yes? It is difficult for men.
>Need money, must turn to slut.
>(Ok, no, I'm out. I'm trading places with someone else. I am so done.)