After leaving the corporate world for a year, I opened a coffee shop because of my love for coffee. For some reason, the Neapolitan pasta went viral, and during lunch hours, it became a popular spot for salarymen to line up at this delicious pasta restaurant. Managing alone has reached its limits, so I tried hiring part-time workers, but all they sent were incompetent old men, leaving me in a bind. Half giving up, I finally asked for a tenth temporary job. Then, miraculously, a beautiful, capable, and incredibly charming woman named Tsugumi showed up. And then we somehow ended up in a good mood...
