A week has passed since the monster attack. The shopping district was filled people today as usual. Many stores and business were open for the clientele that would arrive at this busy hour. One of these places happened to be a cafe, the outside painted in glossy colors, the sign above reading Maid Service Cafe.

Inside the cafe, the tables were filled with people drinking coffee, chatting and eating. On the cashier stood the owner of the cafe, wearing a red jacket with her name tag and attending the clients with her usual smirk. "Saria. Please take these two to table 8. And do it with a cute smile and showing a bit of leg." The fact that one of the clients groaned meant that they were regulars at the cafe.