For them, this was one of the few moments of joy in the day.
Others also sat down in turn, forming a human wall that surrounded the bar counter, with Bologue in the middle, looking out of place.
He didn't mind these people, instead, he looked at Afeiya, feeling a bit surprised.
Unless it's a common name, this Afeiya should be the same Afeiya from the flower shop, Bologue couldn't help but shake his head. Sometimes he feels Opus is absurdly big, sometimes he feels it's very small, as he often runs into familiar faces.
Earlier Palmer said that Church was attracted to Afeiya because once when he entered the flower shop, he saw Afeiya watering flowers among the blossoms.
The afternoon sunlight softly fell on her through the glass window, making her look like a flower fairy who had strayed into the mortal world, effortlessly conquering the indifferent and gloomy Church.
"Everyone, quiet down, don't disturb Afeiya."
A young voice rang out as another young man walked in.
