The store itself looked like a stylish cafe remodeled from a warehouse but,
“That name would make you hesitate to come in”
I take a deep sigh.
Suppressing the urge to go home, I open the door,
“Welcome back, Master!”
A maid with horns like an oni and chestnut hair comes up to me with a smile on her face. Inside the store is around ten tables plus counter seating and a number of women in similar maid outfits.
It has the same atmosphere as the maid cafes I’ve researched online so it’s safe for now,
Translator’s Notes:
1: The word for underworld is meido.
2: The japanese equivalent of the saying ‘the customer is always right’