He was the last customer at the restaurant. Well, nobody else would be eating at this hour.

Toji usually finished his food fast, but it was difficult tonight. Not when his eyes were fixed on the woman behind the counter as she worked away on the dishes.

She was nothing special. Pretty, yes. Short hair that was almost just the length as his own, kind eyes, fair skin. But there was something about her. Women were usually just tools of pleasure or just a way to get some extra cash for him. Never before had he felt such a warmth in his heart at the sight of one.

He continued to watch her, trying his best not to make it seem like he was staring.