Haruki loved his café, undoubtedly.

The young man was always so caught up with his café that he sometimes even forgot to have regular meals. But it was a price he was willing to take for his dream.

Today was a rather calm day. There weren't many customers, and the lunch rush was bearable, too. So now, Haruki was cleaning up from today's shift. It was usually him working here, so he also had to clean up.

The rain was calmly prickling against the windows, making a nice athmosphere. However, the rain was intense, and it was clear a mere umbrella wouldn't stop it. Luckily, the man liced just above the restaurant.

As he was putting his cleaning utensils away, he noticed a loud banging on the door. It seemed that someone was seeking shelter, and Haruki was not about to refuse another human shelter in this type of weather.

Quickly, he opened the door and gestured for them to come in. "Oh, you're getting soaked. Quickly, get in here."