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Persona - The True Self

Sato Hashimoto // Yoshida Book Café

It was only a matter of seconds until the waiter (Tanaka, was it?) had arrived at their table, sopping up the spilled coffee with a towel. Sato looked back over at Otonashi, concerned over if she was scalded by the spill. Based on the shriek of pain and stain on her white (oh god) dress, it was rather obvious that the girl had not gotten out unscathed from the incident. He felt like he needed to help with something, but all he could do was stand away from the table, his fingertips throbbing, as the two teens before him cleaned up his own mess.

To Sato’s surprise, Otonashi inquired about his well-being, despite herself taking the brunt of the accident. He couldn’t help but frown. ”I’m fine, just a bit of a singe.” Sato shuffled some of the books on the table away from the blast zone, just to feel like he wasn’t just watching. ”I doubt you’re as well-off as I, Otonashi. I’m, sorry. Again. Really sorry. I’ll compensate if your dress is ruined, if you want.” Ergh, he felt so bad. And everything was going so smoothly, having so casually played off his apparently false assumption and everything. ”You should probably make sure there isn’t any kind of serious burn or anything. N-not here, obviously, but even though it’s just coffee…” Sato rubbed his hand subconsciously, the waiter’s offer of using the back sink ever so tempting. But he wasn’t the one that needed it. But, well, it’s not like Otonashi could put her thighs under a running tap in a public café without getting a bit more than stares…

It was as Sato was visualizing how awkward it would be to wash your thighs in a sink did a large man burst out from behind him and the waiter, pushing both of them out of the way as a result. Sato nearly stumbled back into the table, which would have likely have caused the mess to get yet larger. It took the teen a minute, but he recognized the man as a fellow third-year from Warakuma High. They’d met at Drama practice. Sato couldn’t help but remember that cigarette smell as he watched Alexai whip out some kind of powder that was apparently going to help with the scald and stain. Sato turned back to the waiter, brow furrowed. ”It was my fault I knocked it over. I’ll only fair that I’m the one to pay for a new one. My apologies for causing such a disturbance.”

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This dungeon is arguably more intense than the past three imo.

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what the fuck

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sword stop

Persona - The True Self

Sato Hashimoto // Yoshida Book Café

The girl reacted quite awkwardly to his question, only stoking his suspicions that this girl was quite in fact the Shizu-chan who’d helped him back at the maid café (a venture which may or may not have had unforeseen consequences). He wasn’t actually very confident that he was right when he first addressed the girl and they’ve definitely met… but she disagreed that they’d met at any kind of cosplay café, so Sato decided to drop the whole thing. It’d be horribly embarrassing if he was wrong all along and he’d continued on to further questioning.

A red-haired young man moved up to their table, wearing a simple button-up and apron combo. The waiter, who seemed highschool age, set the two drinks he held in front of Sato and the girl. What looked to be a tea for her and the coffee he’d ordered earlier obviously for himself. With his job finished, the waiter (who introduced himself as Tanaka Toma) walked off after nothing that he’d be happy to help if they needed it. Sato considered putting a bit of cream into his drink but decided against it upon taking a quick sip, cringing a bit as the liquid scalded his tongue.

”Well… my apologies, I must’ve mistaken you for someone else. It’s nice to meet you regardless. I’m Hashimoto Sato, if you’d care to know.” Sato returned his glance to the book he was thumbing through. It wasn’t particularly interesting, just a typical murder mystery with a less-than-inspiring protagonist. He set it down upside-down and picked up the other one, which title promised a more interesting story. His fingers flicked to the first page or so of Chapter 1, which detailed the childhood of a sociopathic boy who was particularly adept at solving puzzles. It seemed interesting enough.

The teen reached his hand out to grab his drink, though, being a bit absorbed into the story he was reading, he wasn’t really paying attention to the actual action. It wasn’t until a high clink did Sato look up from the pages, shooting up from his seat once he realised what had happened. The scalding-hot coffee splashed away from him, the direction of the girl. Without thinking Sato lunged forward, attempting to push any books away from the spill regardless if they got caught by the splash or not. Catching the dark liquid by accident with his finger tips, the heat singed his hand and the boy snapped away from the table.

”A-ah! Oh my god I’m so sorry,” Sato looked around in a fluster before remembering the waiter who’d brought them their drinks. Now was a good a time as ever for asking for his assistance. ”Waiter! Could you bring some towels or something?!”

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The True Self 2: Shitpost Harder

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Thanks for the ref, Sword.

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Getting some variety, I see. That's nice. Though I feel like we could use some more magnet. Maybe the Persona crew goes to the cafe for refreshments after the dungeon? Just drag Chiaki with them.

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Well, it's arguably better than making yet another new cafe to hang around in.

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Also, we'd have a lot of comic relief guys. Or BL best friends

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oh also @AcerRo

basically