A Flavor to Love

A Flavor to Love
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TING!


The bell of the order sign is ready to ring.


"Table order number 12,” Luna's loud voice broke the daydream of one of the waiters who had just waited for latte art with a typical leaf of Leafy Coffee Shop.


"You almost put me to sleep waiting for this order Luna-san," Ledek the waiter. "You'll know who's the permanent occupant of Table 12."


"I'm sorry Momo-san, I can't make an order even though she is an exclusive guest though.” Luna smiled slightly showing her white, neatly arranged rows of teeth and handed over a large cup of leafy latte art and chocolate muffin to Momo, one of her co-workers. "I made the order in order, couldn't interrupt."


"Yes," Momo shrugged and smiled holding the tray that Nata handed to her. "You who are at a loss have no chance to mince words with the Young Master of the Matsumoto Global Group who is ahead of it."


"Yes.yes.yes." Luna rolled her eyes every time her friends talked about Daichi. He was still upset with a tip of fifty thousand yen to him. He turned back his memory when he returned the too big a tip.


Ahead of closing the cafe two days ago Luna ventured to approach Daichi who was still busy with his laptop. Sitting face to face with Daichi made him a little nervous. How not, the man before him actually rivaled the famous Greek God with his handsome physical perfection. Why can there be such a perfect creature as God? Handsome, athletic physique, rich and intelligent. Just a pity..., jerk and disrespect women!


"A satisfied look at me Miss?" The low voice of Daichi shocked Luna.


"Ti..no," Luna put on her mainstay flat and cold face. "I just want to return the money you deposited to Kei-san for me. It feels like the amount is too big to be called tip money." He also put the money in front of Daichi.


"Absolutely not allowed if I give such a big tip?" Daichi decided to stop his business with the laptop and looked directly at Luna. His smile did not escape his lips. "It was a form of thank you for giving me a way out of the old problem. So I don't think you need to give it back because the money is your right."


"I don't feel that much, though," Luna no less sharply returned Daichi's gaze. Although this man is handsome, if it is related to Luna's self-esteem that feels trampled on as if all women are easily fascinated by what she has, she said, Luna made sure that the thought was narrow and pointless for the girl. Free physical handsome but not followed by a handsome attitude anyway, that's the principle since long ago. You and Kirana really fit as best friends to know! "I'm not as rich as you so I can waste that much money. But I can still earn that kind of money by being a barista here. Excuse me!"


Luna immediately left Daichi who kept smiling even though he had been disrespectful to the man. If it wasn't like that his dealings with the young master would have continued and would have been troublesome for him.


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"Rest for a while and get ready to go home soon, don't you have a test tomorrow?" Say someone behind Luna. No doubt he turned his head and found Kei smiling gently at him.


TING!


"Reserve table number 20!"


Luna released the white apron she was wearing earlier and was about to rest in the room that had been specially provided by the staff to rest. But his steps came to a halt when Momo's hand held him.


"Where are you going?" Ask Momo.


"I want to take a short break inside and get better before my shift is over, why?"


"This is accepted," Momo handed a small folded piece of paper to Luna.


"What's this?" Luna furrowed her brows a sign that she did not understand.


"Come on," Momo shrugged her shoulders. "It must have been left out of table 12."


Hearing Momo's words made Luna's premonition feel bad. He opened the paper and read it. His eyes are perfectly rounded when reading one by one the kanji written on the paper. He turned to table 12 and found the man who occupied the table smiling meaningfully at him. Justline guess...


"What's it say?" Ask Momo.


"It's not important." Luna purposely raised both her hands as if giving the man a code by tearing and squeezing the paper and throwing it into a landfill. "I went inside to get ready to go home."


Without Luna noticing the sharp gaze staring at him, precisely towards a piece of paper that was casually thrown away by Luna. Goddamnit! It's in the heart. He grins. It seems that his target this time is enough to make his pride as a man who always gets his wish slightly hurt.


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