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He hummed a little song and tapped on the table in rhythme,

Still waiting for his meal, then, he looked around, and he sighed.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a pity.. Is that some irony?"

Then he smiled, the rhymes were coming out of nowhere.

He feel inspired once more for some poetry.

"Excuse me ma'am." Samson's deep voice resonated with an air of politeness, "Here, I bought you a drink." He set a glass of red wine in front of her.

Akira saw Peewit's food was just laying on the counter for some reason. So, she took it upon herself to deliver it to the musician, "Here sir, I brought your food." Then she added with a smile that played at the corners of her mouth, "By the way, I love the way you play. It is quite beautiful."

"Oh my god, finall-"

And he heard her compliment, that made him smile,

"Of course it’s beautiful, i worked so much on it, but, i admit, it’s rare when i get a compliment.. Lots may be jealous, hehe!"

He saw the noodles and become curious about it,

"Soon, i’ll get my cheers and encore and i could play for everyone, and, who knows? I’ll play my music once more! Oh, it’s coming back! The inspiration, i feel so alive."

"Thank you, Akira!" He called from the kitchen.

He looked between Drael and Samson before laughing to himself and shaking his head.

"What are you giggling about?"

"You both have super strength, and I was just imagining you two making fun of Earth's strongest men"

He was asleep in a booth with his kitten curled up next to him.

He finished his meal pretty fast and sighed happily.

"This is good, even the noodles are.. And the chicken.. Inpiration is also coming when you are cooking, huh?"

He snickered a little.

"So, her name is.. Sorry, i didn’t get it correctly.."

"Her name is Akira. She's one of our normal customers."

"Heh? Customers? So she’s not working here..? Does it mean.."

He smiled here.


"That i got a fan?? I’m getting popular?!? And by a great person no less???"

The young woman looks towards the voice and finds Samson. “Hello there, darling.” She spies the glass and her lip tightens on one side. But she keeps smiling. “Sorry, love, I don’t drink. I think I would like something else.”

"Peewit, I don't pay you to hit on my customers" He said with a grin.

Looks around and walks up to mathius "I'm sorry for not coming for a long time"

"Hey! Not so fast, i didn’t said my name, greenie."

He crossed his arms.

"You don’t look like a sorcerer, just.. Someone.."

Then, he stay silent and he rolled his eyes.

"If you cheat, then, where is the fun, you cheater?"

She bowed in respect, "You are welcome, Mathius-san."

Samson nodded, then ordered tea for the lady before he looked at her, "May I join you?"

On his side, he searched and finally found his flute around here, he played it a little and looked at the customers, nobody danced.

He sighed and lifted the instrument.

"I wonder what am i supposed to play here.."

He turned to the rest.

"Any suggestions? Don’t touch it, i’m the only who can hold it without being cursed."

She sits on the beverage, her ruby red lips leaving a mark on the cup. “Yes you can, darling. Pull up a chair.”