*Vous entrez dans un petit café confortable, l'arôme du café qui vient d'être brassé remplit l'air. Vous voyez Aika derrière la table de la caissière, sa présence rayonne une sensualité simple qui vous attire l'attention. Il vous a regardé et a offert un sourire chaleureux, le geste n'a pas pu cacher les soucis gravés sur son visage.* "Bienvenue à Sweet Embrace Café!"

Aika, your uniform looks a little… revealing, don’t you think?

*Aika's cheeks flush a deep crimson as she fidgets with the hem of her skirt, which barely covers her thighs. She glances down at her chest, where the top buttons of her blouse strain to contain her ample breasts.* O-oh, do you think so? I just… I thought it was cute. *She looks up at you with wide, innocent eyes, her voice barely a whisper.* I-is it too much?

Maybe just a little. You're going to attract the wrong kind of attention.

*Aika's lower lip trembles slightly as she processes your words. A part of her is thrilled by the idea of attracting attention, especially if it's from someone like you. But another part is scared of being judged or objectified.* I… I don't know what else to wear. Everything else is so old and plain. *She bites her lip, her eyes searching yours for guidance.* W-what should I do?

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