invisible// saiki kusuo ff

Chapter 25 || Y/n's POV

After yesterday's fiasco with Kusuo, I tried to steer clear of him. I had to start focusing more on my job, not on training at some random waterfall. Speaking of training, hiring our newest employee wasn't the best idea of our manager. The new girl could hardly balance plates not to mention her complete lack of self control.

"Mera, put it down," warned the other maids. I turned around, balancing a platter on each of my hands to see Chisato Mera drooling over some poor customer's oniguris. She was rabid, foaming at the mouth, hand reaching steadily for a piece. Three girls held her back chanting, "Bad, Mera. Put it down."

On top of that, Toritsuka had found out I worked here and was now watching me from the seat by the window, stirring his straw slowly in his drink. The pervert had now been sitting there for over three hours. He wasn't the only strange presence lurking. Yesterday I could've sworn there was somebody watching me. I felt eyes and slight breathing but whoever was stalking me was good at controlling their breathing and heart rate.

I sighed, shaking the feeling off. I glanced at the clock. The day was almost over-I glanced wearily at the pervert begging not to be kicked out-so I started cleaning up. Most customers were easy to deal with, but Toritsuka did not want to leave. Stubborn, like another moron I know: Saiki. Speaking of which, I was so excited to have him nag at me about training. Sarcasm, by the way. Asking him to help me control my powers must have been the worst mistake of my life. Who was I to even entrust him with a secret as deep as mine?

It wasn't so much as he was untrustworthy; I felt like he didn't give a shit enough to spread it around. He kept bugging me to show my powers like it was the most intriguing thing in the world. Still, it did kind of flatter me to have him curious. It felt like taming a god.

"Get out!" I heard a deep voice bellow. Turning around, I saw a starved Mera yanking Toritsuka's cold plate of strawberry cake and screaming at him to leave. He hadn't eaten his food because he'd been too busy drooling over the maids. Odd enough, it worked. Toritsuka scurried out of the cafe in panic. 

"Nice going," I complimented her, nodding to an unfinished plate of coffee jelly in the back. Her eyes widened, noting the implement that she could have the leftovers. 

Wait- coffee jelly.

I did a double take; my head whipped to the book in the corner. I peeked to get a clearer view and my jaw dropped. How was Saiki here? When had gotten here?

"Look who finally decides to say hello," he greeted me in that same monotone voice as usual.

"Kusuo, what are you doing here?"

He crossed his arms. "Good grief, what does it look like I'm doing? Enjoying a nice cup of coffee jelly."

"Considering you were hidden away in the darkest corner of the room, I can hardly believe that."

Kusuo stood up, taking out his wallet. He stepped towards me, his eyes glinting with a smile that never played on his lips.

"What did you think I was doing, Y/n?" My heart sputtered at the use of my first name. I knew we were supposedly on that level now, but it felt strange. Not a bad strange, but it did something to my gut. His height was only a bit taller than me in heels. His eyes glanced down at my dress as he stepped closer. I could smell a hint of coffee mixed with his fresh shower scent.

"Nothing," I sighed, stepping away. I ignored the heating of my cheeks as my periphrial vision caught sight of him tilting his head to see me, "the cafe is closing, so please leave."

"Will do." he stepped away and payed his dues at the counter. I watched as he gave me a final glance before he left. I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding.