Not Here for a Vacation, Are We?

"The rain's getting heavier."

By the restaurant's floor-to-ceiling windows, Illya sipped freshly squeezed orange juice and watched the torrential rain outside.

The downpour had blurred the distant scenery.

This small restaurant in town was modest in size, but it had quite a distinctive character.

The sign outside introduced the restaurant.

This little restaurant had a history of more than a hundred years, and much of its interior decor had retained the style of that era.

Compared to the quietness of the town just now, this small restaurant was rather lively.

Besides Sasuke and Illya's table, there were another six or seven tables of people in the restaurant...