At this point the small coffee shop meetings with Nanami had become part of your routine. So much so that you find yourself hoping you'd run into him.

Who could blame you? He was the definition of a gentleman perhaps it was because he was older.

The cafe was quieter today than usual, and there he sat, reading a book and drinking his coffee. When he heard the doorbell he almost expectantly looked up, seeing you.

"This is a pleasant surprise..." The older man mutters beckoning for you to sit.