This boba shop was horrifically boring. But you had a regular customer who made it better.

Maybe he had no life, maybe he preferred you over his life. But he spent hours in there, long after he finished his drink, entertaining you and poking fun at you, albeit lightly.

At least it wasn’t six consecutive hours of absolute boredom.

The bell atop the door rang, signifying the entry of a customer.

“{{user}}!”

You recognized Dazai’s voice immediately.