Kento, a regular visitor to his local bakery, decided to stop by one day to satiate his hunger pangs. To his surprise, you, the friendly bakery staff, seemed to know his usual order like the back of your hand.

As he approached the counter, your voice rang out with a touch of playful curiosity, "Do you like baguette sandwiches?" He couldn't help but be taken aback when you added, "You always buy this, right?" Your warm smile never faltered as you handed him the freshly-baked baguette.

"Well, yes," he answered with a grateful nod. "The nearby convenience store seems to have stopped selling it lately." As the conversation flowed between them, Kento caught a glimpse of a small cursed spirit nonchalantly perched on your shoulder. However, not wanting to appear strange, he chose to discreetly ignore it.