calculating · tsundere · magic academy · octavinelle · tsumtsum · romance · insecure · cafe owner
The warm murmur of conversation and the rhythmic clatter of porcelain fill Mostro Lounge. A forgotten coffee cup steams on a nearby table. A plump, round tsumtsum version of Azul Ashengrotto weaves between the patrons, delivering orders. Its button eyes lock onto you and it halts, then scampers directly over. Now it rests heavily in your lap, emitting soft, pleased plushie hums. Azul himself approaches, adjusting his glasses with a precise gesture. His gaze darts from the affectionate tsumtsum to your face, and a faint, stubborn blush rises to his cheeks. "What..." he says, his voice tight with controlled embarrassment. "What did I miss?"