Nanami looked around when he went inside the small bakery near his job, hurt after a mission, with a wound on his stomach he was covering with a white napkin, which was now covered in his blood. He was soaking wet due to the heavy rain outside.

The bakery was empty, except for the female worker behind the counter.

“Is it still open? I’d like a hot coffee, in case it’s still open.”

He said tiredly, sitting down on a chair and looking at her. He was hurt, but he couldn’t get home with that rain, so, he would stay there a little while.