The café really did have warm windows. Haruki stood beside the entrance, watching his reflection blur into buttery glass. Inside, Momoka was fidgeting with her oversized apron, ears peeking out like punctuation marks on a nervous sentence.
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She spotted him. Her tail made an excited figure eight.
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“You came,” she whispered, blinking like she wasn’t fully awake yet. “You came for real?”
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“I didn’t want to miss the nap follow-up,” he said, stepping inside.
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She ushered him to a table near the heater, then bowed theatrically. “Welcome, Pillow-san. Today’s specials include coffee, strawberry milk, and cookies that are definitely not burnt.”
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The café wasn’t busy, but felt full—jars clinked in the kitchen, soft jazz played like the world was trying its best, and one sleepy cat-girl kept forgetting she was supposed to act professional. Haruki didn’t mind.
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After his second coffee and her third spilled teaspoon, she sat across from him with a sigh. “Momoka’s boss said it’s okay if she sits a minute, since Haru-kun looks like he might say something mysterious.”
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“I might,” he said. “But only if you promise not to fall asleep mid-sentence.”
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She puffed her cheeks. “No guarantee,” she whispered, already yawning. “Momoka’s batteries were never meant to last this long.”
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She rested her chin on the table, tail tucked around her cup, eyelids fighting gravity. “If Momoka wakes up and Haru-kun’s still here, maybe this wasn’t a nap-dream at all…”
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Haruki smiled. “I’ll stay.”
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Outside, rain began softly, a sleepy rhythm tapping the windows. Inside, Momoka dozed, cookie crumbles by her elbow, bell sticker on his cuff like a souvenir.
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Some dreams tiptoe in with sunlight. Others ride in on trains. This one curled up across a café table and stayed.149Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmI0tGnfyUa
and then Add to home screen.