Rain pelted the rooftops of the nearby cluster of establishments as Otome approached a coffee shop just starting business for the day. The young woman pulled back her hood, revealing her lush blonde hair before greeting the barista with a smirk and a wink.
"Give me your strongest cup," she demanded with a sultry tone.
The woman tending the coffee shop chuckled as she finished polishing a mug and started brewing a potent concoction.
"Got a long day ahead of you?" she teased as the two exchanged coin and beverage.
"It's been a long week," Otome replied with a sigh as she reached for the piping hot coffee with her bandaged hand.
"Jesus Saito!" the barista exclaimed as she couldn't help but stare at the bloody wrappings. "How'd you manage that?"
Otome pointed to the excessively long katana at her side.
"Found this during a raid," she succinctly explained before taking a sip. "Damn thing pretty much bit my hand when I held it."
The barista snorted back a laugh, summoning a nasty glare from her customer.
"I'm sorry, but maybe you should use a squirt bottle on it."
[MFT: 189]
"Give me your strongest cup," she demanded with a sultry tone.
The woman tending the coffee shop chuckled as she finished polishing a mug and started brewing a potent concoction.
"Got a long day ahead of you?" she teased as the two exchanged coin and beverage.
"It's been a long week," Otome replied with a sigh as she reached for the piping hot coffee with her bandaged hand.
"Jesus Saito!" the barista exclaimed as she couldn't help but stare at the bloody wrappings. "How'd you manage that?"
Otome pointed to the excessively long katana at her side.
"Found this during a raid," she succinctly explained before taking a sip. "Damn thing pretty much bit my hand when I held it."
The barista snorted back a laugh, summoning a nasty glare from her customer.
"I'm sorry, but maybe you should use a squirt bottle on it."
[MFT: 189]