Issei Hyoudou

To say that Issei’s current facial expression was that of utter stupefaction would be like saying he has a healthy interest towards big tits… a MASSIVE understatement of the century!

When Issei happened to stumble upon this newly opened cat-themed maid cafe on his way home, he, being the ever cultural guy he was; decided to check the place out... for research purposes of course. (let’s be real, he was already sold the moment “Cats” and “Maids” were used in the same sentence)

So with that said, he strolled inside the cafe, and was soon escorted to a free table by one of the maids there, who cheerfully greeted him upon entrance. Like the rest of the maids there, she wore a fairly skimpy maid’s outfit that entailed a decent amount of frills, no sleeves and mid-thigh length skirts. And as was advertised they all had this cat girl theme going on, with their fake pair of cat ears and tail that was attached to the back of their skirts. The employees were also made to finish their sentences with a cutish ”Nya!” for extra measure.

Although considering how Issei had his eyes solely locked onto the maid’s exposed juicy cleavage (practically burning holes with his gaze alone, while wearing a stupid grin) the entire time from the moment the girl received him all the way till his horny ass was dutifully escorted to a free table to the point he couldn’t even recall what her face looked like? Well judging by the very strained smile the maid wore by the time she handed him the menu before practically storming off the moment she did… let's just say he didn’t earn any favors that day...

Not even 5 minutes there, a newly opened cafe, and he already wormed his way into a girl's shit list, he'd never even met prior… in a cafe literally built to attract in customers with similar tastes as him… Definitely has got to be a new record...

But whatever the case, let’s bring us back to the matter to explain Issei’s comically baffled stare. You see, soon after the maid left him to his own devices to look through the menu; he then took notice of someone’s discarded notebook right by his bum on the cushion of a two-seater sofa he was seated on.

Normally he’s not the type of person to look into other people’s stuff, finding it kinda violation of privacy… this coming from a guy peeping into girls' locker rooms every damn day at school… but either way, upon laying his eyes on it… Issei felt an odd sense of compulsion to check the thing out...

And that’s where things took off to a very pleasant start for the titty obsessed teen!

Old Rule: The maids at Nya-Nya Cafe always work topless and loves to flaunt their naked boobs to their customers at every given moment.

He pretty much wrote that just for shits and giggles, but now that he quite literally wrote his boobfilled dreamland into reality… he was having quite a hard time peeling his jaw off the floor… and preventing himself from bleeding out through the nostrils…

And why, you may ask?

Tits.

Tits everywhere!

Bare fucking tits at every corner!

The second he finished writing that one sentence; literally Every. Single. Maid in the vicinity now all of sudden had their breasts proudly jutting out in the open for everyone to see and not only that, the girls were actively and very deliberately showing off their merchandise for their horny audience with no shame whatsoever with glee! They are genuinely enjoying the attention they’re getting from the leery horndogs inside, Issei included!

Hell, one of the maids honest to God winked back at the pervy boy in question, when he was caught red handed ogling the girls when he accidentally ended up meeting eyes with her! She even gave her tits a playful jiggle his way smiling all the while, not once breaking eye contact with him when she did that!

Okay, did he just bloody die and go to Heaven??

A legitimate concern, to be fair...

After regaining his composure, by the barest amount where his sole line thought stopped being just ”Boobs!Boobs!Boobs!BigBoobs!SoManyBoobs!NakedBoobs!”, he craned his neck downwards, in an almost mechanical manner and began gawking at the notebook like a parched man in the middle of a desert who suddenly stumbled upon a slushy machine with infinite supply...

It was then with shaky hands that Issei cradled the book, his newfound Holy Grail, and brought it up to his eye level and began to caress its cover like a certain twisted hobbit would its Precious, while completely ignoring some of the odd looks he was getting.

”T-there truly is a God out there…” He mumbled under breath, his voice filled with zealous reverence towards the Great Almighty for blessing him with such a great gift!

Ironically, not that he knew… the God in that world is already very dead...