( *: Diner of French Taste )
" Tokyo, you have to go to America, TODAY! You're spending a year there! I'm so happy for youuuu~! "
And now here she was, Tokyo Swan, the daughter of Mr and Mrs. Swan - an assassination corporation under wraps, flying on a two day trip to America. She hated travel, and wanted to bundle up in her gaming setup and continue coding a game. She looked at her phone. 23:47, 32% charged. Putting it away, the woman fell asleep, her black hair framing her slender and fair-skinned face.
- TIME SKIP : the next day. Monday, March 15. -
She had finally landed, and had left the station. For now, her parents had let her stay in an apartment, but she'd have to pay the rent with a job. Tokyo hated jobs, but signed up to work part-time at a restaurant - specifically, a fancy restaurant. " *Dîner Du Goût Français " , a French diner. It scented of baguettes and spaghetti constantly.
" Tokyo! A specific table has requested for you! " Her overly enthusiastic employer shouts, almost in her ear. She briskly nods, and headed in the direction he's pointing to. Arriving at the table, she immediately regrets walking there.
