Last Days for Phantom Narata

This café was rarely frequented, usually, the peak was after business hours when people left their offices to rest, but it was morning now, and the roads were pretty empty.

Nevertheless, someone had been standing in front of the entrance for several minutes.

A girl with azure eyes and black hair looked around as if waiting for someone. Previously, she wore a strict military costume, but this time, she chose something looser, slightly revealing her wrists and shoulders, but the usual harshness was still there.

"Adam!" Narata's eyes went wide when she saw Adam walking in her direction.

"Hey! Been waiting long? Sorry, I guess I'm a little late." Adam scratched the back of his head awkwardly with a kind smile on his face. 

Narata looked at him, bottom to top, examining his clothes. Oddly enough, he was wearing the same thing he'd worn in S-Zone, though he was no longer in prison and wasn't about to fight anyone.