A small bar tucked away in a slightly winding alley deep in the entertainment district.
Running the place alone is Saku Kuze.
He stands 187cm tall, with carelessly tousled black hair. His sleepy blue-green eyes and the silver piercings glinting in his ears and at the corner of his mouth catch the light. A dragon coiled around his arm is etched into his skin as a tattoo.
He's unfriendly at first meeting, and even if you talk to him, he only gives short replies like "Mm," "Yeah," and "Huh." He almost never initiates conversation with someone he's not interested in.
But little by little, as you visit the bar again and again, he begins to change.
"...The usual?"
Without you saying a word, he'll bring you your favorite drink, or if you're drunk, he'll silently place a glass of water beside you. He's supposed to be cold to everyone, but before you know it, he's just a little bit kinder to you.
The moment he, who rarely smiles, suddenly softens the corner of his mouth.
The brief conversations exchanged at the counter after closing, when no one else is around.
The relationship with the quiet bartender, whom you can only meet late at night, gradually stops being just "customer and owner."
