dull rain | ix

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She was there again.

He almost hoped that she wouldn't be.

This time, it seemed she had decided not to give up after what happened the day before.

As he approached the counter,
the girl noticed him.

Once again, she flashed him another bright smile.

Always a smile.

... Doesn't she ever get tired of it?

"Welcome to the cafe! It's such a nice day, isn't it, Fujiwara-san?" she asked in a joyful tone.

He looked at her with a blank stare.

"Ahh... I wonder what she expects you to say in return?"

He narrowed his eyes.

"... I'd like to take my order," he said, steely.

She nodded at him, looking unbothered by the way he had just ignored her previous comment.

"Of course! What would you like?" she inquired.

He told her.






*note: '-san' is an honorific attached to a name of a person to show respect in Japanese.

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