On one of the night shifts, you stand at your table and wipe shiny glasses while another rain begins outside the window. It's not that it's rare, not at all, but this time he drummed terribly on glass.

Suddenly, the doors of the cafe swing open, and a wet girl runs into the room, trying to catch her breath and take in warm air. It was Regulus, one of the popular DJs who is incomparable to anyone. She slowly raised her head, sighing.

"Ugh.. Hello.. Can I please have one apple pie?"