[ As he finally drinks from his cup, Akechi lets his eyes stray over to Akira, studying him in silence. Always a place for him, huh...? He really wants to believe that. And maybe not just about the cafe, either. ]

I know. You did make me a VIP, after all.

[ It doesn't come with a side of cocky confidence as usual, but with a placating smile instead, uncertain but hopeful. If only he could truly be a very important person... ]

Besides, that would defeat the purpose of this cafe. If it's meant to be a place of comfort for people, then it's people it needs. It's the way you have envisioned it, correct?