"Let's cut to the chase," Motohama Ken leaned forward in his chair, sitting in a small family-owned Cafe at the corner of a street, "Something is going on with the local Kami, and you have a clue about what it could be, so what do you know?"
Across the table, a girl around his age stared at the menu in her hand, biting her lip as she tried to focus on the words before her.
"Are you even listening to me? This could be serious business!" Motohama whispered loudly, trying to gain the girl's attention.
"Nothing ever happens here," The girl spoke up, her eyes still on the menu. "I doubt whatever's happening is super serious," She bit her lips before flipping the menu over and pointing at one of the options, "The chocolate croissant, what do you think?"
"It looks good," Motohama said, nodding at the description of the food before shaking his head and returning to the topic at hand. "Don't try and change the subject! People are being placed in danger! And you have knowledge that could help- The Cinnamon bun does look good..."
"It goes very well with the cool cider here," Tsubasa said lazily before she lifted her hand to call over a waiter.
"Would you two like to order?" The waiter, an older teenager wearing an apron with the Cafe's logo on it, asked.
"Yeah, one Chocolate Croissant, one Cinnamon bun, and two cold ciders, please," Tsubasa said before taking out her wallet and passing the waiter a credit card.
"Wha—" Ken gasped, "Yura-san, what are you doing?!" He whispered, his eyes wide in horror at the idea of needing to pay someone back for a purchase.
"Don't worry," Tsubasa waved her hand to try and reassure him, "I have a large allowance." She placed her elbows on the table and leaned forward as the waiter walked away to ready their food, "Now, let's talk about business..."
Motohama Ken swallowed loudly as he nodded at the girl's words.
"R- right~" Ken started speaking, "Recently, the local Kami has-"
"Don't talk about that here." Tsubasa shoved her finger in front of Ken's lips, shushing him. "We'll talk about that later, in a more private area."
"Bu- But you just said that we're going to talk business, like, Five seconds ago!" Ken pointed out, already confused as to what was happening and to why this girl was acting the way she was.
"I didn't mean that literally, that's just something people say when they sit in front of each other," Tsubasa told Ken from the other side of the table.
"Yeah, that's a saying people say when they actually want to talk about important matters!" Ken whispered loudly, hissing through his teeth as he tried to get the mysterious girl to talk about what she knew.
"Now you're being pedantic~" Tsubasa rolled her eyes before perking up when the waiter came back with her credit card.
"Wha- you know what? I don't get it." Ken crossed his arms and leaned back in the chair he was sitting in, "You said we'll speak about what's going on with the-" Ken watched Tsubasa's eyes harden as if threatening him not to mention the issue, "Summer Homework,"
Tsubasa relaxed as Ken quickly covered up his words.
"I know, but the Principal has been acting off for weeks, and the rest of the faculty are worried about him." Tsubasa explained, nodding in thanks to the waiter as he brought the two young teens their food, "We need a place where we are one-hundred percent sure the faculty can't listen in on us, before we talk about the homework."
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Side Character DxD
FanfictionMotohama isn't an important character. He doesn't even get a last name. His character Archetype is Perverted Best Friend. He never engaged with the plot of the world around him. He is, without any question, A Side character. Until I took over, that...
