InsaneJournal

WHO: Toru, Keiichi, Kanaye. Oh dear
WHAT: Discussion of a wide variety of subjects.
WHERE: Devil Torte, the dessert-focused Maid Cafe
WHEN: Friday, post trip.
WHY: Because it's going to be funny. I promise.



Backpack still slung over his shoulder, Keiichi stepped off the train and walked hurriedly through the stations of one of the smaller towns surrounding Iburi. He'd received a text from Toru that he could meet today, and an address to go to. The otaku's time out in the open was rare, Keiichi figured, and the other boy had seemed insistent.

Not that Keiichi cared. It gave him a reason to forget about the likely fact that he'd seen a Shadow outside of Paradise and not even known it.

Thankfully, the destination didn't seem to be too far from the station, and Keiichi walked the few streets until he came to the address.

"This seems to be the place," he mused, looking up at the building, and instantly turning several shades of red.

He can't be serious. Can he?

The words "DEVIL TORTE" loomed large over the building, and a woman stood at the door to the establishment dressed in an outfit that was one part French maid and two parts provocative. "This...isn't what I think it is, isn't it?"