@Delta44@lovely complexThe cat ears sat like a sac of bricks on Yutaro's head. His smiles were strained, his shoulders slumped, and his lines to the cute girls were either weak or non-existent. Hell, his players were even
winning tonight. None of the other dealers seemed to be bothered by the addition, and Yutaro wasn't even sure why he was so self-conscious about it. They were just toy ears, nothing too crazy. He went to scratch his head, but his thumb set off that ridiculous twitch feature. SNAP! Yutaro flinched as a young woman took a picture of him, wondering just how many people would now become acquainted with Cataro.
Wait isn't she... He took a glance at one of the flyers advertising tonight's performance. It was definitely her.
The significance of what had just happened slowly began to sink in. A pop star had just taken a picture. A pop star that very likely had a social media account. That she would upload pictures to. Of him wearing cat ears. That meant... one hundred dollars! If his picture made it to a celebrity account, then that would definitely be enough publicity to win the boss's challenge. He grinned as he gave the ears another poke, seeing if he could time a wink to the twitch. Maybe these things weren't so bad after all.
Yutaro didn't pay much attention to the performance as the monitors blanketed the casino with Amity's presence. He wasn't exactly into pop music and he often found idol culture a bit excessive, but he supposed she wasn't so bad. "If I am hesitant, nothing will begin," he hummed. OK, it was pretty damn catchy.
"Hello, Yutaro. Nice cat ears!"That was a voice that could kindle jollity in even a grumpy cat like him. "Ryoki! Nice..." As soon as he looked up and caught a full view of her, he couldn't help but blush. The way that uniform let her hair cascade behind her bare shoulders, the way it outlined every curve of her physique, the way it accentuated her already bountiful assets made him feel tight in his... collar. He cleared his throat to give himself a half a second to recompose himself before he continued. "Hell, nice
everything!"
"Do you get a sweet lil tail like I do~? Oh, wait, never mind - your tail is on the front. Maybe I should give the little guy a tug~?""Hey now, we're still in public," Yutaro countered, though the grin he gave her was anything but bashful. "But maybe later if you ask me nicely I can show you how to make me purr." She gave him one of those alluring winks as if to say
maybe, maybe not before resting on the bench.
"I didn't think working as a waitress would be so tiring, but I'll admit, it's pretty fun. And you can stop drooling, you know, hehe!" "Heh, sorry, we cats can be easily distracted when thinking about milk." Now it was his turn to chuckle and toss her a wink, which he somehow managed to synchronize with a twitch of his left ear. "But seriously, I'm glad you like it here. It's a hectic business, but the crew here always has your back."
"The night's still young, though. Even so, how goes the blackjack tables? Also, I hear there's like a concert going on or something. What's with that?""Ahh, you mean that?" He motioned to the monitor showing Amity's performance. "The boss is always doing stuff like this. A pop star one week, a virtuoso another. You see, we've got our regular customers that'll come here no matter what's going on, but by switching up the entertainment, he can draw in different crowds." Now, Ryoki would see that Yutaro actually had a brain beneath those cat ears. He had spent his few years in the academy well studying business, and his voice filled with a tone of academic excitement as he justified the owner's curious decisions to Ryoki. "You see, ninety-five percent of the people watching the concert right now probably don't identify as gamblers. Look at the crowd, split between younger boys and girls just old enough to get in here, and older businessmen letting off some steam after a tough day of work. Half of them have never pulled a slot machine lever before." He went on to explain how all of the profit from the concert went to the performer, but the surge of business that would result from new players and widespread publicity would earn them huge profits.
Then, Yutaro realized, that the last thing Ryoki came to his table for was to hear him crunch numbers. "Ah, sorry if all that stuff is boring you," he said, rubbing the back of his head with a slightly embarrassed grin, unintentionally causing the ears to twitch. "I guess the boss is rubbing off on me."