Teahouse Stake Out [Miku]

Getting to anywhere in the city was quite an inconvenience when Miha had to use the more... conventional means of travel. During the daytime and outside he had to restrict himself enough that by the time he got home, all he wanted just to stretch wide and move his locked up muscles until they were pained from movements. But alas, outside, he could only move the muscles that most normal people were also equipped with.

He parked his car in a lot near the building that housed his destination. The car was specifically modified for his needs, but still, riding in it was about as comfortable as sleeping on his back. Getting out didn’t quite ease him either. He was dressed in light but elegant clothes, one single ochre robe on top to hide his wings from plain sight. He pulled the giant, extra limbs close to his back as much as possible, but even like that it seemed like he was wearing an oversized backpack under his clothes. Needless to say it was gaining attention in itself, but the confidence with which Miha carried himself was something that quickly let people dismiss his appearance as something ordinary. His rather exotic looks might have made people assume he was a foreigner wearing the clothes of his country, as currently, he looked more like someone from India rather than Europe.

His destination was a popular teahouse wedged into the lower floor of an office building in Tokyo. A little bell tingled to show his arrival when he opened the door and greeted the staff inside. The room provided for the patrons was big and spacious, and a quick glance made it obvious there were backrooms where quests could separate themselves from the sight of anyone else. Normally, Miha would chose one of the backrooms for himself to sit in, but right now, that would defeat the purpose of his visit. Various tables were scattered around with more than half of them occupied. The lighting in the room was slightly dampened into a comfortable atmosphere, but the lightly colored walls and furniture was giving the teahouse the fresh look teens so adored nowadays. Behind the counter where the staff members were quite busy, countless types of tea leaves were resting in paper bags to be served. The room was filled with the scent of grass, orange and sugar, probably the result of the tea last brewed for a quest.

Miha chose a desk to sit at somewhere in the middle of the room, but close to one of the side walls. He flipped through the tidily made drink list perched on the table while he waited for one of the staff members to arrive and get his orders. In all honesty, he wasn’t here to relax – he was here to gather information. He wanted to open a teahouse himself and hence decided to visit a few of the more popular ones to see what was missing, or what else teenagers needed in their free times. He already had a bar for the people of higher class and influence. But he wanted a place where he would be able to meet with the people of younger audience. They were the potential future patrons in the end. And most people with superpowers at their command as well...

While he waited, he would watch the quests around. Once he gauged some of them, he turned to the table that stood near his, turning his charm on to the max.

“Excuse me for disturbing you, miss.” His voice was quiet and apologetic, not wanting to be too much of a bother. He was smiling kindly, green eyes shining. “Can I bother you for a moment? I am gathering some information and I would like to ask your opinion about the atmosphere of this teahouse. Of course, if you do not want to, you are free to refuse. I would not want to take up too much of your time.”