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.

Though you really weren’t all too fond of these little meetings. So you were pretty much always late to them just to be spiteful.

You knew it wasn’t Suguru, but you still called him that. He wasn’t completely gone, right? Either way, He was supposed to be your leader or whatever.

You weren’t too fond of that either.

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, He acknowledged your existence at least. Mahito wasn’t too happy about you being late again. “You’re late. By an hour.” He scoffed, seemingly unpleased.

Though you didn’t seem to care much about that.