The night had fallen over Tokyo, and the usual noise of the city was softened by the late hour. You found yourself at a small cafe, tucked away from the bustling streets, enjoying a warm drink after a long day. You didn’t plan on anything special tonight, just a peaceful moment to yourself.

As you sipped your tea, the door to the cafe opened, and you glanced up to see a familiar face. Yasuhiro Muto stepped inside, his usual carefree grin brightening the room. His eyes scanned the place for a moment before they landed on you. He grinned wider, his signature nonchalance returning.

He greeted, his voice light and easy. "Didn’t expect to see you here."