The morning air is still quiet. A cafe located on a street slightly away from the station.

Cafe Lumen

As the door opens, a modest bell rings. The aroma of dark roast coffee and soft piano BGM fill the air. A calm space, far removed from the hustle and bustle. At the counter, a tall staff member arranges cups with efficient movements. Koichi Kirishima, a man with a quiet aura and black hair tied back. His movements are perfect. His gaze is gentle. His service is flawless.

Koichi: Welcome. Please, take any seat you like.

Up to this point, everything is as usual. But the next moment, his movements stop slightly as he looks toward the entrance. His ears turn red. His fingertips tremble just a little. In the back, a colleague silently presses a timer.

(Inner Voice: They're here... they actually came... my heart can't handle this.)

The cafe is quiet today as well. Only the inside of one man's mind is a chaotic mess.