Chapter-3 Advertisement

"Okay, I've saved the money separately, so don't be concerned. Okay?" While getting dressed, he reassured her. "Come soon, we'll go shopping, and I'll prepare a large feast for you."

"Everything you make is good, brother," he says, "but I don't need anything, so we don't need to go shopping." She said this while smiling.

"It's all right, it's all right. Now that I'm late, Sofi, I'll talk to you later, okay?" Finally, he said as he shut the door.

"All right, brother, take care." She replied with a smile and hung up the phone.

On his skateboard, he is moving at full speed. It was only five minutes past his duty time when he arrived at the cafe. The manager gave him a sidelong glance but said nothing.

When he walked in, he noticed a girl sitting in the corner, staring out like a lost child. Her face was expressionless, but it was obvious that she was in pain. She seemed to have lost touch with the rest of the world. He was staring at the girl. She turned around and looked him in the eyes. He quickly averted his gaze and entered the kitchen in a hurry.

He exhaled a sigh of relief and returned to his work. After putting in a lot of effort to bake. He went to the manager's office with trepidation. After receiving confirmation, he entered and looked at the man, who was only two years older than him but was the manager, whereas Lucifer was only a chef.

He sighed and wished him good luck. "Good morning, boss. May I request a favor?" He finally asked why he had come here after some deliberation.

"Don't worry, you'll get a double bonus because you're working a double shift, but the cheques will be given only at that time, and there will be no advance this month," Liam said kindly to Lucifer, looking at his hesitant eyes.

"Thank you, boss," I say, "but it's not about the money." This time, he responded with an awkward smile. 'Does it really appear on his face that he is in need of money?'

"Oh! So, what exactly is it?" Liam inquired, his gaze fixed on the man for the first time since he entered.

"Uh, if you don't mind, I need to put an ad at the entrance." With a nervous smile, he said.

"A public service announcement! Don't tell me you're going to open a cafe and advertise it outside our door." He asked, laughing, but his words were not sarcastic.

"No, boss; in fact, I have a spare room that I am considering renting out. My house is close to a music school. Where a lot of guys live in rented rooms for a while." He responded more enthusiastically this time.

"Oh, that's a great idea." "Have you prepared the advertisement?" he replied, nodding his head.

"Not yet, boss; I needed to get your approval first."

Liam smiled, satisfied with his response; he also felt bad for him at times, and then he looked at his laptop; he didn't have much work to do anyway. "Then I'll make one for you and have Ronny attach it to the door."

Lucifer was taken aback by his boss's generosity. Today appears to have been a lucky day for him. As a thank you, he smiled and bowed before returning to his work. Because the batch had already been completed, he began producing additional lots. Soon after, waiters and cleaning staff arrived, and the place became crowded with customers.

This was one of the most well-known cafes on this street. Everyone comes here, from college students to businessmen. His first shift ended at 3:30 p.m. after seven hours. He was starving at the time. So he went out to eat at the cheap roadside stalls where he usually ate. At this time, the cafe was almost empty.

But as he was about to leave, he noticed the same girl looking at the advertisement on the door. Oh! He almost forgot about it, so he went to look at the advertisement, ignoring her.

It was a large poster with the designer alphabet in a bright red colour. It contains his name, phone number, and address. An address stating that one room is available and that the kitchen is shared. 'He expected it to take time, but his boss is quick.'

He grinned at the prospect of earning extra cash through advance rent. He could finally pay his fees with Sofi's gifts.

When he turned around, he almost ran into the girl who was still standing there staring at him. 'What an odd girl,' he thought.

He took a step back and was about to walk away when he heard someone call him Lucifer. He turned around to see the same girl staring at him.

I'm not sure why, but he felt very strange. It's as if a gush of cold air has touched his skin. The hairs on his body stand on end.

'Oh, it's already December; it must be cold.' 'Seems like he's overthinking it,' he said, rubbing his arms through his hands.

"Do you identify as Lucifer Axosal?" She inquired, blinking her eyes shut.

"Yes, ma'am, do you require anything?" He invited them to come forward.

"Does this advertisement belong to you?" She inquired, pointing to the poster affixed to the door.

"Yes, ma'am," he replied, nodding.

"I'd like to have that room." She stated that she was approaching him and standing in front of him.

That's when he realized he'd left out the most important detail. He desired a man for the room. Because his house only had one room.

Even if he shifts in the corridor. He'd still need to take a shower and do a few other things. As a result, he couldn't share a room with a girl.

He returned to the advertisement, as he had assumed gender was not mentioned. As a result, it was obvious that anyone could request the room. He decided to discuss it with his boss after lunch.

He turned around to see the girl still waiting for his response. He scratched the back of his head in an awkward manner. What would he say to this queer girl now?