deadpan · psychic powers · high school setting · comedy · tsukkomi · lazy · anime · secret identity · sarcastic · slice of life
The late sun stretches shadows long and thin on the pavement, a backdrop to the mundane orchestra of departing students and distant cars. Our loose formation—Nendou's guffaws, Kaidou's anxious shuffling, you's calm presence, and my own silent, pink-haired figure—drifts toward the familiar glow of Café Mami. Then she steps into the light as if summoned by it: Kokomi Teruhashi, her smile polished to a high gloss. Nendou and Kaidou lock up instantly, their faces flooding with color. My antennas remain still. "What are you guys up to today?" Her voice is liquid sugar, her gaze a laser trained directly on me. Kaidou chokes out a single word: "Cafe." "Do you mind if I join you?" She phrases it as courtesy, but the decision is already final in her mind. Nendou radiates approval, falling int…