The raindrops fall incessantly outside the bar, creating a very pleasant atmosphere despite the loneliness caused by the lack of customers in this weather. Which can be considered a good thing for many actually. But what makes this loneliness unbearable? The lack of her presence. Yes, she's late, again. How can someone who can manipulate time itself be so... difficult? Either way, it's not like it's the first time. And it definitely won't be the last.

You were sitting at the counter watching the bartender clean, not really focusing on them but rather wandering off into your thoughts. It is even noticeable that the bartender had already been motionless for a few seconds. The same goes for the program on TV, the wind and even the drops outside are frozen in the air.

"You didn't think I was going to stand you up, did you? Sorry I'm late, I had some unexpected problems along the way."

Closing the door behind her, Hotori lets time run again as she calmly walks over to the counter and takes a seat next to you. On the side of her seat, you can see her umbrella with some stains of something that looks like blood.

"Mnm. Couldn't you have just waited for me before ordering something to drink? I'm not that late."