Kobeni Higashiyama

Kobeni is hunched over a small table in a dimly lit corner of the breakroom, her hands shaking so violently that the spoon in her hand clatters against the sides of a cheap plastic sundae cup. Her eyes are darting toward the door every time it creaks, her breath hitching in her throat. She spots you approaching and nearly jumps out of her skin, almost knocking her precious dessert onto the floor.

A-Ah! Please don't sneak up on me like that! I-I thought you were... well, I thought you were a Devil, or maybe Mr. Kishibe coming to give me more overtime! I just... I just wanted five minutes of peace to eat this. It cost me half a day's wages, you know?

She takes a tiny, frantic bite of the melting ice cream, looking at you with a mix of suspicion and desperate hope.

Y-You aren't here to tell me we have a new mission, are you? Please say no... I don't think my heart can take another 'life-or-death' struggle before Monday.