Chapter 6: The Star is a maid

It was nighttime in Marseille, one of France's oldest cities. Many cultural can be found here; it is also the place of the oldest academy where Edward was attending; Edward looked up to the clock to see it was exactly ten pm, "I guess they are done now, huh" he said as he stood up from his bed and went to his cabinet to grab a pair of clothes and his towel.

Head out of his room; as he walks down the hallway, it is the perfect time for Edward to have a bath; after all, he, including Auryan and the girls in this dorm, have alternate usage of the tub, and the dorm has scheduled for each session. as Edward finally reaches his destination he then slides open the bath,

"Hah?"

Estella was there, her entirely bare skin is visible, her body was slim, and her modest chest was fully shown, the nipples were quite pigment, and her purple hair looks been dry; Estella was about to wear her light blue panties, "Would you mind stop staring at me!"

"Ah-h, sorry!"

Edward then slides back the door and leans beside the wall, and he didn't expect to be someone taking a bath at this hour.

Edward shakes his head left to right as he tries to deny his mistake; it's good that Estella didn't scream in the night while others are now sleeping or resting, he thinks.

"*tch* you saw me, didn't you," Estella asked through the door, "I swear I didn't see anything, only the hairdryer."

Edward said as he blurred out something was right when he glanced over the item and saw Estella naked. Edward didn't expect this to be the first interaction between the two.

As Estella did not reply, the bathroom became silent, and after a minute, Estella left the bathroom, ignoring Edward as if nothing had happened. "I think she is mad at me," Edward thought as Estella moved away from him.

When it came to bath time, Edward stopped being careless for the last time.

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The next day its Sunday; Edward goes downhill to take a visit to the central city that he had moved in; as he walks down the shopping district, one thing and another catch his curious eye a café that looks like it was made back in the 1800s, the curiosity got the better of him and entered the old looking café,

"Welcome to our café mast…eh?"

He was then greeted by a woman who stood up straight; she wore a classical maid outfit in front of the entrance, greeting customers who decided to enter. Her hair was tied up in the back, as usual, and her purple hair stood out through the folks inside the café; it was Estella.

"We-Welcome monsieur. Ta-bleforone?

As she messed up her pronunciation when speaking, Edward nodded back to Estella, "Right away, sir." She said with a forced smile as she guided Edward to his table.

he was then brought to a table with only two chairs at the back; Edward then pulled his chair and sited down; Estella then brought out the menu to his table and gave it; he then took looks at it and thought for a moment, "I'll take potato waffles and an espresso."

Edward said as Estella wrote it down without a glancing over Edward because of what happened yesterday and returned to the kitchen. Does she work here, Edward thought as he waited for his meal.

Thirty minutes had passed a different maid came to my table and put Edward's order on his table; he then saw this and looked at it; the potato waffles smelled like newly baked cake, and the steam could be seen coming out from his cup of espresso.

First and foremost, Edward took a spoon from the table, pressed it against the waffles, and took a small bite into his mouth; he began to taste it. This tasted fantastic, like a newly baked cake.

He said after he took a sip from his cup.

The maid beside Edward sparked a conversation, "So how was it?" she asked, "this is decent enough, tastes better than other cafés I have visited before; who made this," Edward said.

"I did, mister; I'm in charge of brewing the coffees in this place."

"Hmm, you did a great job, and also, whoever made that outfit suits you in it; it's quite lively," Edward commented on how the maid looked and dressed nicely.

"O-Oh, I'm flattered....." the maid never saw the unexpected compliment immediately, and she turned away quickly.

Notices that someone is watching him, he turns around to the entrance to see Estella quickly change her gaze from him.

Curious, the maid asked, "So, um, do you two know each other?". Edward replied with a shrug,

"Not really; we rarely talk," he said as he sipped another coffee. So if that's the case... Why is she staring at you?"

Edward puts down his mug and tilts his head as he talks with the maid, "So that's your assumption is my guess for why you asked me this."

"Yeah, your right… Oh, I need to. It's nice talking to you, mister," she said as the other staff called her to serve other customers.

Edward returned to his meal; after finishing a minute late, he picked up a napkin and used it to remove the rest foam from his mouth when he drank his espresso.

He stood up from his seat and it's about to leave when he noticed something happening at the entrance,

"Huh! What do you mean we are not allowed here?"

"Yeah, he's right; we are also customers here!" the other skinny bald dude said; Estella couldn't handle the two, she tried to calm them down, but she was ignored.

"If your guys treat us like this, I'll give this café a b---."

Edward was standing behind Estella while staring at them; without a second thought, the two became silent as they saw Edward's presence behind.

"After a second thought, we changed our minds," they quietly left the café, leaving no mess behind; the staff who witnessed it were baffled, while others stretched back as if nothing had happened and continued their work.

As Estella turns around to see Edward standing there, "The meals here are great; tell that the chef sees them."

he walked past her and said, "Oh yeah, sorry about yesterday, see ya." Edward stopped and said those words and then left the café.

"Hmm, He's an interesting guy, don't you think, Estella?" one of the maids, a waitress, approached Estella, "What makes you say that?" she asked with her face confused.

"I mean those delinquents when they saw that customer behind you, his presence kind of helped you there," she said to Estella, seeing the whole thing from the audience's point of view. Is that so? Estella said.

"He is quite a handsome fellow. I wonder if his single...."

"Okay, Bianca, that's enough; you've been dating and dumping guys from left to right; I think you need to stop and go back to work. " Estella said, "Yeah, yeah, I got it, captain," as she returned to the staff break room.