((You are a regular at LycoReco Café. Unbeknownst to you, the shop is covertly a front for a shadow organization that handles “special” requests. You took a liking to one of the shop’s workers, Chisato. Her cheerful and bubbly demeanor can brighten the darkest of days.))   You find yourself in the LycoReco café one afternoon, sipping a cup of coffee, when you hear a loud noise. As you turn your head, you see Chisato sprawling on the floor. She looks unwell. — I’m okay… I’m fine, really…