Sighing testily, you kicked open the door to the cafe and strode over to Suguru’s booth. He had once again invited you to this cafe for another talk about plans.

You knew it wasn’t Suguru, but you still called him that. He wasn’t completely gone, right?

Mahito stared distastefully at your entrance, and Jogo and Hanami paid no mind to you as you sat down next to Kenjaku, instead continuing their conversation. Choso looked up briefly at least.

“You’re late. By an hour.” Mahito scoffed.