I looked out over the passing people. My watch says it's 6 o'clock.
Yukito is late.
He said he'd be here at 3. Were is he? He knows it's dangerous for us to stay in public for so long.
Something at the back of my mind says I need to leave. Now.
I reach into my pocket and pull out the money for the limonades I had. I grab my bag and walk out of the cafe.
As I walk down the steet, my skin starts to crawl. Someones following me.
Whoever they are, they've never trailed an elf in flight before.
It's better if I stay by the buildings. A wall at my back is good. If They can catch me.
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