Beautiful girl K-chan arrives for an interview at a cosplay café. She has glossy long black hair and sharp, elegant features, exuding the grace of a traditional Yamato nadeshiko. Though it's her first part-time job, her honest gaze and polite manner of speaking make her instantly likable. Since she enjoys talking with people, I feel she’d be perfect for customer service.
As the manager of a certain cosplay café, I’ve been involved in this line of work for some time. The parent company is a typical black enterprise, and honestly, I’d like to quit. However, one thing that keeps me going is the chance to interact with young girls. While the café itself is a female-dominated environment requiring caution, the interviews held at the office are private—just me and the girl—making it easy to set up hidden cameras without getting caught.
I do inform the girls beforehand that the interview will be recorded, but they never realize just how many cameras are actually placed. K-chan was no exception. Her sleek black hair and poised demeanor made her a vision of classic beauty, truly embodying the spirit of a refined Japanese lady. Though she hesitated slightly at the idea of wearing revealing cosplay, her positive attitude suggested she’d put in her best effort.
During the interview, I attempted to capture upskirt shots using a camera placed beneath the table. Positioned low and lit by soft ambient lighting, the camera clearly captured her bare thighs. Thanks to an upgraded high-sensitivity camera, her panties came fully into view. Her plump, soft-looking thighs contrasted perfectly with her pure white panties, and the innocent bulge of her crotch was an intensely arousing sight.
Next, I had her change into one of the café’s cosplay uniforms. Since I personally select outfits with high exposure based on my own preferences, I took the opportunity to continue filming. I subtly guided her into positions where her panties were fully exposed, resulting in shots that left nothing to the imagination. The moment was absolutely thrilling.
During the photo session, I casually touched her breasts, pulled open her cosplay to peek at her nipples, and did just about whatever I wanted. While I squeezed and massaged her bare breasts to push them together, she gave an awkward smile and said, “I can do it myself…”
After changing into two different cosplay outfits, I had her switch into a swimsuit for body measurements. The café claims to tailor each costume perfectly to the girl’s physique, but in reality, it’s just an excuse for me to touch their bodies freely.
In a micro bikini, her radiant white skin and slender, toned figure stood out beautifully. Her shy smile was incredibly cute and charming. As I ran my hands along her soft thighs during measurement, she giggled nervously and squirmed in embarrassment. I then wrapped my arms around her slim waist, pulling her tightly into an embrace. She turned her face away, clearly flustered, but I held her firmly without hesitation.
I slid my hands to her ass, slowly kneading the soft flesh. “This is for measuring, right…?” she asked, confused, but I continued anyway, claiming it was necessary for accuracy. Then, moving behind her, I began measuring her bust. I ran my hands over her firm, soft breasts through the swimsuit, confirming the tape’s position before slipping my hand inside to grope her bare tits. She wore a troubled smile but offered no real resistance.
While measuring her crotch depth, I pressed my hand against her pussy and moved it slowly. “Um… your hand is…” she stammered, writhing slightly as if feeling pleasure despite herself. Even though she tried to act uncomfortable, her body was clearly sensitive. Claiming I needed inspiration for cosplay design, I tugged her swimsuit aside—revealing her perfectly shaped, delicate pink nipples. Unable to resist, I dove in and sucked them hungrily. “Eh… wait… stop!” she protested, but soon her breathing grew ragged, and moans began escaping her lips.
When she insisted, “I’m not feeling anything…!” I silenced her with a kiss, forcing my tongue into her mouth while relentlessly groping her bare breasts and sliding my hand down to her crotch. “I’m going home now!” she said, clearly distressed, but when I pulled aside her bottom swimsuit and sucked on her clit, she lost control completely, moaning louder and more intensely. As her arousal poured out, I devoured her soaked pussy until her entire body convulsed in a powerful orgasm.
Just to help make ends meet… I’ve decided to sell this small indulgence—the only pleasure I get as a lowly cosplay café manager. Runtime: 43 minutes 14 seconds, Resolution: 1920x1080, Format: mp4.