Chapter 1491 Maid Cafe

There are far more varieties of maid cafes in Japan than in Huaxu Country.

Here, as long as you spend enough money, you can theoretically enjoy extremely thoughtful service.

The maids inside are all young and beautiful girls, and there are very few who are over 25 years old. Most of them are students working part-time.

Here, service is paramount, the smiles on their faces never disappear, and they will respond politely to guests' requests.

Zhang Yi ordered some omelette rice and some unknown neon drinks, then sat in the back row and looked around the place quietly.

After the food was served, Zhang Yi and the others naturally refused to eat it.

This is not only to avoid poisoning, but also to consider the possibility of aliens attacking them through food and drink.

But the guests in the front rows were very excited, especially the private guests, who were holding cheering boards, posters and glow sticks in their hands, staring at the small stage in the front with excitement in their eyes.

Zhang Yi looked at them and didn't notice anything unusual.

Zhang Yi and his companions were at the back. While no one was paying attention, he took out some drinks and replaced those on the table. He picked up a glass and drank while waiting for the show.

Anyway, the official event won't start until the evening, and since we don't have enough information now, we might as well just enjoy the performance.

As for those troublesome matters, just leave them to Deng Shentong and his men, since he was the one who initiated this operation.

"Did you notice anything wrong?"

Zhang Yi chatted with Yang Xinxin and Zhou Keer through the internal channel.

Zhou Keer blinked her eyes. "No! I think this place is very normal, just like the scene before the end of the world. It's just..."

She paused.

"It's because it's too normal. This point seems a little abnormal."

Yang Xinxin said softly: "After the Ice Age, human survival should be the top priority. And this city still has a lot of leisure and entertainment activities. This in itself is very abnormal!"

She gently stretched out her hand, wearing black gloves that were thin but had excellent heat-retaining effects.

"The air temperature is not high. But their clothes don't look like they can withstand temperatures as low as -60°C. This is also very strange."

Zhang Yi nodded slowly.

“This is something I have always found difficult to understand.”

Generally speaking, only those with relatively strong physical fitness or those wearing specially made combat uniforms can withstand such low temperatures.

But in the entire Edo Castle, people only wore ordinary winter clothes. Even in Akihabara, you can still see girls wearing winter maid outfits.

This is all too abnormal.

"There are only two most plausible explanations."

"Or, in the entire Edo City, all the passers-by are aliens! And they have acquired the attribute of cold resistance."

"Or maybe some alien with extremely powerful abilities has changed their way of life!"

"For now, let's just wait and see what happens."

Zhang Yi took a sip of coffee and said lightly.

Soon after, the host came up to the stage and announced with a smile that today's performance was about to begin.

"Mina-san! The universe's most kawaii idol, Ms. Teramon-dori, is about to appear!"

Following the host's exaggerated introduction, the crowd immediately became restless.

At the tables in the front row, there were people with "Si Men Tong" names on their heads, and a few middle-aged men in suits.

They waved their glow sticks excitedly and shouted Teramontoshi's name loudly.

Then, a girl in a cute performance costume walked out from behind the scenes.

She was wearing a blue and white outfit, high boots on her feet, and walked to the center of the stage with a guitar hanging on her body, smiling and waving enthusiastically to the guests below.

"Thank you for your care! Atong would like to thank you all very much! Next, please listen to my latest song "Humans Are All Maggots"!"

The smile on Teramon's face was extremely sincere.

The professionalism of Japan's underground idols is very worthy of learning for young Chinese idols. At least they have always done a good job on the surface.

The fans below were already holding up their glow sticks excitedly.

Backstage, the band had already started playing.

A small band consisting of a drummer, keyboardist and bassist, with Teramon himself serving as lead singer and guitarist.

The restless music echoed throughout the entire cafe with the drummer's powerful strikes!

Teramon Dori's singing is pretty good. As an underground idol, he must have considerable talent to be able to perform in a maid cafe in a place like Akihabara.

The sweet voice almost pierced the ceiling.

As she sang, the fans below stood up, waving their glow sticks and began dancing to the beat.

Zhang Yi was originally quietly drinking coffee and listening to music, but the next scene almost made him spit out the coffee in his mouth in surprise.

Those obese private residences and middle-aged office workers in suits were actually dancing vigorously with their bodies that should not have much vitality!

The lights were dim, and their arms were waving the glow sticks in their hands flexibly. The red and blue lights were flashing, and their movements were in unison, forming circles and Möbius strips.

They followed the rhythm of the music, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, just like a professional cheerleading team!

Watching these guys dancing hard, Zhang Yi now deeply realized how powerful Japan's underground idol culture is.

His right leg couldn't help but tremble slightly to the music.

Music is powerful and infectious.

He had forgotten how long it had been since he had participated in group activities so easily.

Even Zhou Keer and Yang Xinxin had a strange glow in their eyes when they looked at the stage.

As long as we are human beings, we need to participate in social activities and will enjoy wonderful performances from the bottom of our hearts.

Zhang Yi and the other two actually watched the performance from beginning to end.

The original plan was just to find a place to investigate some intelligence.

By the time the performance was over, Teramon Tong on the stage was already sweating profusely, but the bright smile on her face was still as warm as a sunflower.

She took a half step back and bowed deeply to the audience.

"Mina-san, Arigato!"

It was more than an hour after the show ended.

Zhang Yi glanced at the time and decided to leave the maid cafe.

When he was about to go out, a maid who looked very cute quietly slipped a note into his palm.

After Zhang Yi went out, he opened it and took a look.

Zhou Ke'er and Yang Xinxin also looked over immediately with unfriendly eyes.

"Brother, what did that girl give you?"

Zhang Yi shook the note in his hand, "A mailing address."

He exerted a little force with his hand, and the note turned into fragments and floated in the air.

"Let's go, it's still early, let's go somewhere else!"