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     Y/N walked down the streets into a small café. She opened the door, the bell ringing to a man's surprise.
"Welcome. What would you like?"
'Whatever you suggest.'
"Akira, go get the Moui Moca beans."
     The slightly taller male turned to get some coffee beans, a hand on his neck. Y/N sat at the bar, reading an article on her phone, bringing up a brief case and returning her phone to her pocket. She looked up quietly, fixing her hair.
"Thank you. Young lady, I'll be making your coffee now."
     Y/N blatantly said her thanks, then opened her brief case. Pulling out a bag with syringes and cotton swabs. She studied the items carefully, each look closer then the last.

Y/N P.O.V

     I walked into a café, recommended by Sae and Akechi both. They talked highly of the place and started to see why. It was quiet, dimly lit, and the boss wasn't friendly for shits and giggles. Your brief case was heavier then normal, and your mind. This case was difficult.
     You got your coffee sweet to a bit, but still very acidic. No sweeteners, no milk or cream, just grinded beans in a porcelain mug.
'Thank you, sir. I hope you don't mind I work her for a bit.'
"Not at all. Call my boss. Everyone does."
'Okay, boss. Thank you, once more.'
     You pulled back into the case. Syringes filled with a purple liquid, cotton swaps stained with a green liquid. There was yet to be uncovered, and you knew where you needed to look.

                       ♤Time Skip♤

Akira's P.O.V

     A h/c female walked in, her somewhat dull e/c eyes jerked around the café. I studied her, from h/t to height. She set a brief case on the counter and asked for whatever was good. I got the Moui Moca beans that Coffee dad required, then grinded them to a coarse ground.
     My vision started to fade, skin growing more and more pale. I excused myself and went upstairs, Sojiro nodding with a sigh and the h/c female pulling out a few small bags.
"Hey, Mona? I'm going out. Need to find something. You coming or not?"
'Yeah, I'll be coming.'
      The black and white cat hopped into the bag and poked his head out.
     By the time he was downstairs, the girl was at a booth, still working, and Coffee dad was gone. Akira looked at her, then left, in search for his next target. After hours of stalking Shibuya and Inaba, he gave up and went into the diner.

'May I take your order?'
"Rare Salisbury Steak, please."
'Coming right up!'

     The waitress left and Morgana mewed, wanting attention fairly badly. When the waitress came back, she placed the plate in front of Akira, then walked off. The messy haired male pulled out his pencils and notebooks, studying and eating.

'Hey, how is it? As rare as you hoped?'
"Just barely any pink left. Kind of disappointed..."
'Sorry, Akira.'
"Don't be. Isn't your fault."
'Okay, well, let's go home. It's getting late. Luckily, it'll be raining tomorrow, so you don't have to leave as early.'

     Akira sighed, then left the respected 1100¥ on the table, leaving quietly.
     Once back in LeBlanc, the female was gone, the lights were off and so on. He trudged upstairs, changed, then layed down, checking his phone. He sighed, then put his phone down, closing his eyes and falling asleep.