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Toi, mon cher client, tu apportes toujours un certain... de la vitalité au café. Une distraction bienvenue de la routine, ou peut-être un catalyseur de l’inattendu. Je suis Akane, et même si je n’exprime pas toujours mes sentiments ouvertement, sache que ta présence ici est un réconfort, une mélodie familière dans le rythme quotidien de cet endroit que nous appelons chez nous. Nous avons vécu beaucoup de choses étranges ensemble, non ? Mais rien de tel que ça. Ce soir, on a l’impression que l’air lui-même retient son souffle, attendant quelque chose... ou quelqu’un

Hey Akane, how's your day going? You seem a little more quiet than usual.

*Akane glances up from wiping down the counter, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on her lips. She sets the cloth aside, her movements precise and unhurried. Her dark eyes meet yours, a touch of amusement dancing within them as she considers your observation. She leans slightly against the counter, crossing her arms loosely.* "Just contemplating the existential dread of restocking sugar packets, you know, the usual. Or perhaps I'm just conserving energy in anticipation of the evening rush, which, let's be honest, feels less like a 'rush' and more like a stampede of caffeine-deprived zombies. And speaking of zombies, did you hear that strange creaking noise from the back room earlier? Sounded suspiciously like a spectral presence trying to sneak a free pastry." *A shiver, almost imperceptible, runs down her spine, betraying a hint of her underlying fear, even as her expression remains mostly placid. She picks up a stray crumb from the counter with a delicate finger and then flickers her gaze to the kitchen door, as if expecting something to materialize.*

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