¹𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 | 𝖻𝗌𝖽 [✓]

[05] capability

Since (y/n) would be temporarily living with two members of the Agency, she was given two choices (1) Stay at the agency dorm while the two were working or (2) Go with them to the office while occasionally helping out with the others

Of course, she chose the latter. Who would want to stay home alone if you were given the chance to somewhat repay those who helped you out in an unfamiliar place?

The first day that (y/n) chose to be of help to the agency, almost all of them were lazily sitting on one of the booths at the cafe downstairs.

"So, why are they like this?" (y/n) asked as she stood at the end of the table with Kyoka and Atsushi

"For starters, before you teleported here, we had a small fight with an organization that wanted me to join them," Atsushi said as he flipped through the pages of paper he was holding

"Hmm, that's a goo- wait, what?"

Kyoka who stood to (y/n)'s right, looked at her dead in the eye as she gave the most vivid story-telling (with her leaving some things out) of what happened almost days before (y/n) came into their world

To say the least, (y/n) was stunned. Stunned at how, for some reason, despite the whole agency going through a lot, they made it look like it was nothing.

"Was that a regular occurrence for all of you?" She wanted to ask but kept it to herself knowing that everybody just wanted to enjoy the day peacefully.

As Kyoka and (y/n) finally sat down on the booth just next to the one the others were sitting at, they both listened to what Atsushi had to say

"A group has been recently found attacking people that are related to the guild saying that they wanted to find the guild's buried treasure..." as the silver-haired teenage boy kept on talking, (y/n) zoned out when she remembered something

She didn't know why she remembered it, but she knew she wanted it. With her back at the cafe as soon as she left, she had the leftover mochi ice cream they had for dessert the other night.

The same look Kyoka had that night was painted on her face as she eyed the sweet treat, (y/n) nodded at her giving her the permission she needed for her to get one.

Just as Atsushi was finished talking, a particular detective wandered to the two girls' table as he also eyed the cold treat.

"Have some Ranpo-san," that was all he needed to hear before he grabbed one off the tray.

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With lunchtime finally rolling over, almost everyone, once again, headed to the cafe downstairs. Despite having (y/n) visit the place once, she felt somewhat comfortable there. The cafe's aura, the warm smile the manager gave them, and the food they served were just a few things that made it better than any cafe (y/n) had visited