I secretly loved my cute glasses-wearing junior, Momose-san. Tonight, due to a shortage of staff, she was suddenly assigned to the night shift. 'It's dangerous at night, so let me go instead,' I volunteered, but I was rejected because I also had an early shift. Momose-san will now spend the entire night alone with some sleazy guy in a convenience store that hardly gets any customers late at night. I have a strange sense of foreboding, but there's nothing I can do about it. Leaving behind Momose-san, who looked at me anxiously, I left my part-time job.
