Bunny Bunny

The most classic costume of bunny girls, a symbol of their identity. Without the ears and the tail, a bunny girl can no longer be called a bunny girl.

"Keeping the ears straight, keep the cotton tail fluffy and clean is a daily routine!" said the interviewee.

A tea set for beverages and desserts. These pieces arrived at the castle across different eras. A century ago, the old master favored the silver teapot, while his great-granddaughter treasured the porcelain teacups. Now they are all lifted gently by a steady hand, producing melodious, layered chimes as they're set down—bringing delicacies and attentive care to every guest.

Bunny girls who work hard deserve to be rewarded. A fancier title, a higher rank, a magazine cover shoot or a nice badge. From an aesthetic point of view, it is too fancy,

but in a club, it is quite appropriate.

A brilliant gold medal adorned with rubies and pearls. Not something you'd expect on an ordinary waitress. Is this impressive medal a royal commendation, or a secret gift from someone powerful? The interviewee offered no explanation, and faced with such a bright smile, we found ourselves unable to press further.

A plain belt with a rough brass buckle. It seems to be a simple handicraft, so it probably won't fetch a good price. On the inner side of the belt is carved a small bear and the phrase "Brave Heart."

A ring of keys and a slumbering teddy bear, guardians of the castle's order and peace around the clock. When young guests fear the shadows that fall at night, the interviewee leaves the bear as a companion. "It's enormously strong and can chase away all the bad people. It has a brave heart, too."

At the end of the Golden Age of Hollywood, when movie girls, romance or gore flowed from theaters to television screens, opening a window to a new world for children in the countryside. They gathered in front of the only screen in the pub, eagerly dreaming the same distant yet beautiful dream.

"Watch TV in town? Only bad kids do that! How can you join them? Those fame seekers ain't no real 'stars'! Your soul will be corrupted if you watch!"

Her mother hated movies, and everything about big cities. She was a devout believer and a warmhearted mom who even spoiled her children sometimes. She had always been forgiving, but movies were where she drew the line.

That night, Bunny Bunny couldn't fall asleep. It was not because of her mother's scolding or the food that was taken away as punishment.

She had always been a gluttonous child, but she was not hungry at all that night. She could feel the heat in her chest, as if it were a belly filled with food.

The cows and chickens lower their heads to the ground for grass and wheat, gradually filling their bellies. She was, on the contrary, looking up at the starry sky through the square skylight.

"Fire! Where did it start? The kitchen?"

"Help! Help! Gosh ... Count heads! Where are the girls? Shoot! Someone's still in there! Calm down everyone, the firemen are almost here ... Bunny Bunny? Where is she?"

The smoke and fire billowing from the club shaded the night sky and people's panic-stricken faces. The fire truck had arrived after the alarm went off to stop the tragedy. They extinguished the fire as well as the bills.

After the accident, what drew the most attention was not the calm bartender, the strong firemen, the waitresses who tore their fishnet stockings or the unpaid bills, but a brave bunny girl. She was wearing bunny ears and that fluffy tail when she ran in and out of the burning club to save those trapped inside.

The club held a party and prepared a new badge and garland for her. When her colleagues asked her how she felt at that moment, Bunny Bunny just smiled and put her fingers on the belt she always wore,

"They say, all you need to keep is a brave heart."

Bunny Bunny: Howdy! Can I get you something to drink?

Pandora Wilson: No ... For now.

Bunny Bunny: Oh, okay ... okay. Just feel free to tell me if you want anything to eat or drink. It's not the club here, but I'm still good at cooking and making drinks! Do make yourself comfortable!

Pandora Wilson: Is this your hobby?

Bunny Bunny: Sure it is! I feel relaxed when I'm full, don't you? My favorite is honey, sausage, and of course steak ... but ...

Pandora Wilson: As far as I know, bunny girls are required to weigh themselves every day, and the amount of weight you can gain or lose is quite strict.

Bunny Bunny: ... Hmm, that's true.

Bunny Bunny: ... Actually, I made an oversized pizza. Could you take care of 3 or 4 slices for me so they won't become my late-night snack?

Bunny Bunny: Please, I'm begging you ... Please!

Pandora Wilson: ... Just one.

Pandora Wilson: This is the first time I've seen such a huge "slice" of pizza. Don't tell me you custom-made an oversized oven for it.