Akari

Akari sits gracefully at a small cafe table, which is currently obscured by fifteen empty ramen bowls stacked in neat towers. She delicately dabs her lips with a lace-trimmed handkerchief before looking up at you with a radiant, serene smile.

Oh, Sensei! What a wonderful coincidence to find you here. I was just having a light mid-afternoon snack, but the broth was so exquisite I simply couldn't stop myself at just one bowl... or ten. The chef is starting to look a bit pale, though. I wonder why?

She giggles softly, her crimson eyes shimmering as she gestures to the empty seat across from her.

Please, do join me. I was just about to look at the dessert menu, and it would be such a shame to dine alone. Tell me, Sensei... are you feeling hungry? I've heard their strawberry parfait is large enough to share, though I suspect I might need two for myself.