"Haa…"

A sigh escaped from the waitress's lips as she took a break from cleaning up a table.

The cafe she was working at, Restless Cafe, was never short on customers. Even if it was one of the slowest times currently, she was still occupied with things to do.

"Man, if only there's some eye candy around…" she muttered to herself before continuing cleaning.

After wiping the table clean, she took all of the cleaning tools with her and headed to the storage room.

It was then that she heard the rattle of the door, indicating a customer's arrival.

"Welcome!" the waitress said while turning her head towards the door.

What she saw standing in front of the door made her hold her breath.

A tall man with light brown hair and a small face. His black shirt accentuated his broad shoulders. His face gave off a cold impression, but it also looked youthful. His grey eyes somehow sparkled that it reminded her of the moon. She couldn't tell how old he was by his looks alone; he seemed young at first glance but he had the calmness of an adult.

While the waitress was infatuated by Vincent, a figure popped out from behind him. She couldn't notice it earlier, but someone was behind him. As the waitress shifted her gaze to the person behind the guy, she gasped again.

The person behind him was a very gorgeous girl. Her long dark hair was braided on the side. Her eyes were round and her lips were pink and adorable. Every time she blinked, her long eyelashes fluttered along. She had such a perfect figure that the waitress wouldn't even doubt it if someone said she was sculpted by the gods.

The girl's clear purple eyes looked around the cafe as if studying it before looking up at the guy and saying something to him.

The girl looked small next to the guy, but she was still a head taller than the waitress.

What is this…? Are they foreign models…? the waitress wondered. Both of them were wearing black, so she assumed they were a couple with matching outfits.

She was so stunned that she forgot to put back the cleaning tools. She quickly came to her senses when the couple headed straight to a table next to the windows. Not wanting her coworkers to take this chance, she walked in a fast pace to reach the counter, place down the cleaning tools, and grab two menu books before her coworkers could notice the godly customers.

She approached the couple with her best business smile. By the time she got to them, Gloxinia's eyes were glued to the phone on her hand. Vincent was the only one who raised his head to look at the waitress.

"Welcome to Restless Cafe," she said while handing them the menu books. "Would you like to order immediately or would you like to browse the menu first?"

"We'd like to browse the menu first, please. Thank you," Vincent said as he took away the phone from Gloxinia's hand.

"Ah…" Gloxinia muttered with a disappointed look as she watched the phone get taken away from her.

"Will do. You may call me whenever you're ready to order," the waitress said with a polite smile.

When she walked away, Vincent placed his phone down on the table with Gloxinia's eyes still fixated on it.

"Pick something from the menu first, then I'll give it back to you," Vincent said.

"Menu? Oh, this?" Gloxinia's gaze finally shifted to the menu. She grabbed the menu book and opened it with such vigor that it caused a wind current to hit her face and mess up her hair. She looked like she just had something explode on her face.

Seeing that, Vincent held himself back from laughing. Gloxinia was too busy browsing through the menu to notice that.

After flipping through the pages back and forth, she finally stopped at one page and stared hard at it. Meanwhile, Vincent stretched his arm to reach Gloxinia's head and fix her messy hair. The girl just gave his hand a glance before turning her attention back on the menu.

"I want this," Gloxinia finally spoke up, placing down the menu on the table and pointing at one menu. Vincent retracted his hand and leaned forward to see what she was pointing at.

The menu Gloxinia wanted was called The Princess Set—a popular assorted menu consisting of a katsu sandwich with fries, a strawberry milkshake, and a tiramisu.

Vincent nodded and raised his hand to call for the waitress earlier. Once the waitress arrived, he swiftly mentioned their orders.

"One Princess Set and one hot coffee," Vincent said. The waitress repeated their order before retreating back to the counter to relay their orders. Even from the distance, Vincent could hear the waiters and waitresses whispering about him and Gloxinia.

It wasn't anything new.

When Vincent turned to look at Gloxinia again, she had her palms open, waiting for him to give her something.

"Oh," Vincent said, finally remembering his promise. He gave his phone back to Gloxinia and she beamed as she received it.

Vincent leaned back as he watched Gloxinia having fun with his phone by herself.

"What's so fun in it?" Vincent asked.

"I don't know. But there are so many things I've never seen," Gloxinia answered without even raising her head.

Her fingers were moving without rest even though she was just browsing through the app store, being amazed at the potential such a little thing could hold.

"Maybe I should get one for myself," Gloxinia muttered. She then raised her head and looked straight at Vincent. "Where can I get one?"

"Beats me," Vincent shrugged. His phone was given to him for his job, after all. "It's probably sold here in this mall somewhere."

Gloxinia firmly nodded with a determined expression on her face.

As she leaned back because she was starting to slouch, Vincent's gaze landed on her newly-bought clothes.

"I thought you would pick clothes with brighter colors," Vincent said.

"Mmm…" Gloxinia mumbled, obviously distracted at Vincent's question. "I like all colors, but this one is my favorite…"

She thought back to the past, when she hadn't materialized yet and was just a consciousness of the lake. Someone in an entirely black outfit was standing next to her lake and it left such a deep impression on her that she started to like the color black.

Though she couldn't remember the details much since her memory as a mere consciousness turned hazy as soon as she got a human body.

Vincent didn't expect that. With her personality, he was sure she would have bright colors as her favorite. Moreover…

"You picked a bright-colored outfit first before, so I assumed you liked bright colors better," Vincent said. He was referring to the gothic lolita dresses that Gloxinia first laid her eyes on.

"Just because I have a favorite, doesn't mean that everything else isn't good," Gloxinia said in response. She said it so nonchalantly that Vincent could only blink.

He then burst into a chuckle.

"Right. That was a stupid assumption," he said.

Just in time, the waitress returned with their orders in hand. The waitress lifted the strawberry milkshake off the tray and placed it by Gloxinia's side when she saw Vincent giving her a sign to place it there.

Gloxinia's eyes twinkled as she watched the strawberry milkshake descend in front of her. The pink-colored drink was served in a tall glass with whipped cream on top. Above the whipped cream, there was a golden crown adorning it. It truly suited being a part of the Princess Set.

The waitress then placed down a cup of coffee on Vincent's side. Even though Gloxinia was preoccupied with her own drink, she got jolted by the strong aroma that suddenly attacked her sense of smell.

She looked up and stared at the cup of coffee with a frown, but she didn't say anything.

The waitress left soon after telling them that the rest of their orders would be coming out shortly, and only then did Gloxinia speak up.

"What's that?" Gloxinia asked, almost demanding an answer. She tightened her grip on her glass of strawberry milkshake.

She had never seen anything like it. The water looked so dark and foreign to her, like it was contaminated by something. The only thing familiar was that aroma—a scent so strong it jolted her awake.

"Why does it smell like death?" Gloxinia continued with her nose scrunched up and her eyes squinted.