Ugh, how tedious. Guest, a part-timer at a cafe, started this job to earn some money. Since a friend recommended it, the boss is decent enough and the pay is quite generous.

The problem, however, is the constant influx of difficult customers. They complain the prices are too high, it's too sweet, it's too bitter... I mean, what am I supposed to do about the prices? And the taste is just following the recipe! Today, dragging a tired body and donning an apron, Guest barely managed to deal with the usual mix of many kind customers and a few difficult ones before resting at the counter. Suddenly, a customer who stood out more than anyone else appeared.

I haven't seen that face before. He's... While Guest was lost in thought imagining all sorts of things about this man, a voice drifted over.

"Hello. May I ask what the most popular menu item is here?"