"Ray Lance!"
That loud, overly familiar voice jolted me out of my thoughts. I barely had time to process it before I felt a wave of exhaustion roll over me. Of course, it had to be her.
I lifted my head to see Miratsuka Revi.
Yup. It's her.
The natural enemies of Hino and the girls.
She's one of our regular customers and someone who could never quite grasp the concept of personal space. She always walked in here like she knew me from elementary, with an energy level that could power a small city.
At first, she entered this place with a rather embarrassed face, and still used a polite tone with me. But it quickly disappeared as she became a regular.
And somehow, tagging along behind her, looking equally as tired of the situation as I felt, was Niao Chyou, the class rep.
Which is actually a new face in this restaurant.
I wonder why she's here. Miratsuka usually came here alone, though.