Megami no Cafe Terrace (The Café Terrace and Its Goddesses / Megami no Café Terrace)

It's been three years, huh?

Damn that old hag...

So she finally kicked the bucket.

The place looks as shabby as ever.

It'd be more profitable to tear the place down than to sell it.

Still...

Where do I even get started?

Ami-chan! You're done with club practice already?

I'm doing the laundry, so if you... have anything, bring it... to...

Huh?

Huh?

I'm home, Ouka-san!

Club's over for the day!

I'm soaked with sweat all the way down to my underwear,

so can you... wash... them... with...

Wait, wait!

What the hell?!

Wh-Why are there two naked women in my house?!

Make that three!

No, four?!

Who even sleeps like that?!

Why are there five of them?! That's too damn many!

You!

You're a burglar, aren't you?!

Wai—

Yah!

Nice, Ami-chan! The karate club's paying off!

It's said that there are goddesses

living in an old coffee shop on a beach somewhere.

Come on in!

Welcome to Café Terrace Familia!

The Café Terrace and Its Goddesses

Episode 1: "Familia"

Sorry about that.

Looks like we had the wrong idea.

If you're really sorry...

Then untie me and look me in the face when you apologize!

Hmph! You still saw us naked!

Sorry I kicked you so hard.

Ah?

So you're Kasukabe Hayato-kun, then?

Your grandma told us about you.

She said she had a grandson who got into Tokyo U.

That's impressive!

Forget that! Who the hell are you people?!

And what are you doing in my house?

What's your relationship with that old hag?

Um...

We're... her family.

Uh, no, we're a family of two!

Actually, it's down to one now, and that's me!

She told us to think of her as family.

Huh?

We've been working part-time here since last year.

She said we could live here, since it had plenty of unused rooms.

Devoted Member of Jouun Temple

Which means we have the right to live here!

What she said.

Why don't you just go back to Tokyo already?

"The right to live here"? You're total strangers.

In that case, I have the right to kick you out of here.

Who do you think you are?

You left your grandma here on her own for three whole years!

We were the ones who paid for her funeral!

Well...

I got into a fight with her before I started high school,

so I didn't know she'd died until the authorities called me.

Devoted Member of Jouun Temple

Poor Grandma!

She'll never be able to pass on in peace with a heartless grandson like you.

I'll pay you back for the funeral.

So just untie me already!

Then get out of here!

This is my house!

Well, what do we do now?

He's gonna try to kick us out.

I don't know what we can do...

I don't see why we can't just ignore him and keep living there.

I'm the one with rights here! Get out!

I don't know about that.

It's not really our house, after all.

I'm having the house and the café demolished to build a parking lot.

I've already lined up someone to do it.

This beach gets a lot of visitors in summer, after all.

Charging them to park might be good business.

He's obsessed with money!

Is he really that sweet old lady's grandson?!

Cut that out. People are looking at us.

It would suck to be told we have to leave right away.

Tickets for our concert haven't really moved yet.

And I don't have the money to move!

I mean, I'm already struggling with day-to-day funds!

What should we do?

What is it, Ami-san?

I was too focused on stopping him when I thought he was a burglar to notice,

but now that I think about it...

I'm the only one he saw totally naked!

And I gave him a full-frontal view with that roundhouse kick!

Now you realize?!

And he saw me changing...

Well, he saw me, too!

Now that I think about it...

With five girls as cute as us...

Well, there are always options.

Huh?

No matter how tough they act,

guys have pervy stuff on their minds all the time.

They're nothing but apes.

Ook, ook!

Damn it... What's with them?

Is that any way to treat the owner of this house?

Well, in any case, I will kick them out of here.

This is my house... after all...

Stupid old hag! I'm never coming back to this shabby house!

Oh, really? Have it your way.

What were we even arguing about, anyway?

Hey, um...

I was thinking about making dinner.

Would you like to eat with us...

M-Master?

Huh?

We'll start with a light jab in the form of Ouka-chan in maid garb.

M-Me?!

That'll tell us just how much of a virgin loser he is.

We're counting on you, Ouka-chan.

Just so you know, sucking up to me won't change my mind.

Oh, come on! That's not what this is!

Also, do you always dress like that to make dinner?

Like hel—

O-Of course I don't!

I wanted to put in my best effort for you, Master!

Okay, fine. If you're gonna cook it, I'll pay you.

Okay, I'll make pilaf—

Fried chicken.

Huh? But pilaf is all I know how to—

Fried chicken.

I burned it just a tiny bit, but...

Fried chicken costs about 50 yen to make three pieces, so 200 yen to make twelve.

50 yen x 4 = 200 yen

Assume a restaurant sells six for 600 yen, then double that to get 1,200 yen.

600 yen x 2 = 1,200 yen

1,200 yen - 200 yen = 1,000 yen

That's 1,000 yen worth of profit,

which you just spent an hour throwing into the gutter.

Riho-san! I didn't get any of that, but I think he was just really mean to me!

I see. So you're more than just a late-blooming virgin loser.

Okay. Ami-chan, you're next.

Right!

Join me on an evening run

to strengthen our relationship,

Hayacchi!

"Hayacchi"?

Yes! "Hayacchi" because you're "Hayato"! It works, right?!

Never call me that again.

Also, are you really going outside dressed like that?

Huh?

I can't! No way, no way, no way!

It's black as night!

Well, chicken has to be thoroughly cooked!

You made a delicious meal.

Yeah, but...

This one looks okay.

Ugh, bitter!

Yeah, no kidding.

What the heck are you wearing, anyway, Ouka-chan? It's hilarious!

What?! You're the one who told me to wear this!

It looks great on you. You look adorable!

Yeah! Super cute!

Why'd you have to make that sound so offhanded?!

Master dear, the bath is ready.

Please help yourself.

Ami

I promise I'll get into Tokyo U, Grandma!

Then I'll get a good job, get rich,

and work some dumb shitbags to the bone!

Stop talking nonsense.

I think people who do things like that are the shitbags.

What? Why?

Don't you want to be rich?

Just a little money is all I need.

Why'd I have to run my mouth like some two-bit side character?

Something's weird.

Master, allow us to wash your back.

And here I was sure they'd try a stupid honey trap like that...

The door to the café's open.

Hey, anyone here?

Hey! What are you doing?!

Smoking isn't allowed in this café!

Want one?

Chocolate

They're chocolate, though.

Huh?

I come in here to write songs for my band.

It's quiet, so I can focus.

Anyway, no smoking allowed in a shop you're shutting down?

Very upright of you.