Koto and Ruka were off at their outings, and that just left me alone for the evening… so I decided to head to my favorite coffee shop. Sometimes, it was nice to enjoy an atmosphere that was still peaceful, but not too quiet. Besides, it wasn't too far away from where we lived, it stayed open late, and no one there had any problem with me being a demon…… or, at least portraying a demon, according to most of them. (I swear, if I have to hear, "Don't you get tired of that cosplay getup?" one more time…)

I placed my order at the counter, then found a nice spot to myself. I had several hobbies that I liked doing at the café, but my current setup was to bring a messenger bag with my favorite portable games, and my favorite books with me. Sometimes, my mood would change (or I'd die too often), and I'd suddenly feel like reading instead of playing, or vice versa; or just felt like changing the type of game or book that I'm reading. There were times where I'd simple go on YouTube, but it was usually one or the other.

My ears twitched as I heard the name of my drink being called, and I walked up to the counter to retrieve it… only to find someone else also reaching out for the same drink. I blinked for a moment, it dawning on me that we'd ordered the exact same thing, and the barista never bothered clarifying what the order number was.

I smiled sheepishly, and said to the person next to me, "Well, this is embarrassing."