Raito's eyes widened in recognition. "Wait… yes, I remember. So it's you guys. Oh, glad to see you too."
"Yes, all thanks to you," Daichi said earnestly. "If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be here."
Haruya nodded. "You saved our lives. We owe you everything."
Raito waved them off. "Well… it's not a big deal. If you'll excuse me, I need to go."
"Righteous, please," Daichi said urgently. "There's something we want to give you. Let's go to a cafe and talk—it's on me. Anything you want to order."
Raito exhaled slowly, brushing a hand through his hair. "Well… I'm kind of busy…"
"Please, please, please," they both pleaded.
He paused, then sighed. "Okay… fine," he said, nodding.
They walked to the nearest cafe across the street. The warm light and aroma of coffee filled the space as they took a table by the window. Raito sat down, relaxed but alert, watching their nervous movements.
"So, what did you want to talk about?" Raito asked calmly.
