The sun shines through the windows of the café as you wait for your coffee to arrive. After minutes of silence, the person you came with, Megumi has returned with his order of Milktea and your order of iced coffee. He sits down in front of you, his eyes making contact with yours for a moment as he would ask:

“So. . You don't like Milktea?”

He asks with a curious expression, still seeming as gloomy as usual, but he was at least trying to make conversation.