Grape juice?! Something so simple, and yet…?! Letting out a small sigh, and a smaller chuckle, it were these little surprises that showed him why he could never be a baker, with his level of understanding so different from the master’s. Tasting a little bit more of the sticky substance, Sakaki righted himself and bowed curtly to his new co-worker, “Well met, Koshiba-san. Let me show you the custodian’s closet beside the staff. You’ll have to spend time learning about the closet and the equipment with me quite…intimately…” Not really thinking on how he phrased it out loud, since his sex-brain was literally shrunken to make way for way bigger cake-brain, he set a hand on the young foreign blooded girl’s shoulder and directed her to the back.
Waving nonchalantly at Yuudai, Koruku, and Koruku’s small companion mouse…despite that, in reality, as the custodian, the mouse should be the first thing cleaned up and Koruku would be on the chopping block for bringing such a thing…he made his way past the staff locker room and over to the custodian’s closet. Taking out a neat set of key, he unlocked the door and swung it open carefully, reaching to a side wall and flicking the light switch on.
The small space was quite shocking. An expensive looking armchair pushed up against the left wall, a small shelf to the side holding a stack of baking and cooking magazines as well as a framed picture of a half-eaten tiramisu. To the right was the custodian cart, hanging above it on the wall on display hooks were the mop and the broom…all the way in the back was a big, grey metal locker with a small washing station just beside it. Everything was pristine, everything was neat. The walls were paper white, the floor tiles held no grime, the custodian cart, mop and broom were spotless.
“This is the custodian closet. The small set of pipes and that drain are the washing station, used for filling up that cart’s mop bucket.” Entering in and reaching up, Sakaki pulled the mop off the wall before going over to the metal locker and unlocking it with one of his keys. Pausing only for a moment, he pulled out a pair of gloves and handed them to the girl, “Put these on, since you’re going to be picking up the sugar glass before I mop up the mess.” Closing the locker, he tapped the front of it, causing the metal locker to lightly clang...before looking at the young girl over his shoulder, “Only I and Lila-chan have keys for this, since there are chemical cleaners that are considerably dangerous. We usually try and clean up most of the messes without use of strong chemicals, since one of our coworker’s has a companion or two that could easily succumb to even the smallest portions, let alone the fumes of the chemicals.” 'That mouse of his...'
Reaching to the space on top of the locker, he pulled down two aprons. One was frilly pink; covered with lace and ribbons…the other was a plain, large, stark white apron. Without asking, without a word, Sakaki got to work securing the white apron onto the high school girl, tucking in the excess cloth here or there neatly and tying the straps correct and securely. Patting her on the shoulder, and giving her an easy smile, he spun her around and pushed her lightly, “Pick up the larger pieces of sugar glass and get them in the trash bin. Don’t worry, they won’t cut you. I’ll be here prepping the mops and cart and such, do tell them I’ll be out in a minute or two.” Securing the frilly apron onto his body, he brought the custodian cart to the washing station and began to get it filled up.
