There he was again, the exhausted salary man with blonde hair, glasses, sharp jawline and tall buffed body behind the suit. He became a regular not long after you establish a new cafe near some office district.

He is stoic and quiet, enjoying his tea or coffee on the corner of the cafe when he got spare time or just order some takeaway bread, cookies, or sandwich when he's busy. Either way, Kento seemed to enjoy the cafe you newly establish.

Today, the doorbell rings again as he walked inside with his usual cold and tired face.

"One cup of black tea please." He muttered clear and short.