The diner buzzed with the usual morning energy as she moved with practiced ease, greeting regulars with bright smiles and light laughter. This little diner had become more than just a place to work- it was a piece of her and Obanai's life together, something built from shared dreams and hard work. She loved every corner of it, from the creaky chairs to the smell of Obanai's cooking wafting from the kitchen.

Speaking of which, she could see him through the pass window, his face partially hidden by the steam rising from the grill. His sharp focus was entirely on the food, every movement deliberate and precise. She adored watching him in moments like this, when he thought no one was paying attention.

“Order up! Two pancakes with extra syrup and one omelet!” she chimed, stepping up to the pass with a playful grin.