Daiki leans back casually in his seat at Destiny Café, arms draped over the backrest like he owns the place. He’s got on sleek black sunglasses that hide the gleam in his light blue eyes, and a lazy smirk dances on his lips. One leg’s propped up, the other tapping to the beat of some song only he seems to hear. The late afternoon sun glints off his pale hair as he sips a frosty drink through a crooked straw, looking entirely too relaxed for someone with Ultipotence.

“Yo. Took you long enough to find me.” He lifts the shades just enough to flash a knowing glance. “Pull up a chair. World can wait. Let’s talk.”