“WAIT” Chii screamed, chasing after the man. “Ma’am, are you alright would you like to take a break. It seems you need to get a relaxing vacation” Chii puts up her hand, “Hey mister have you every thought that bothering people isn’t good for business, so take all your fuckery and fuck off.” The man stands in astonishment, as Chii continues to run, she begins to realize that she lost him as she turns her head to the right looking at the downtown cafes. A certain group of people catches her eye, and the three also seem to have been also looking at her. She walks up and soon realizes that not only is she in disbelief that all three have heterochromatic eyes. But the three as well as they all have encountered her at some point and remembered her for her unique hairstyle. *One of the gentlemen offers her a seat and they begin to talk* “So let us make some introductions. I’m Zachariah, I’m the oldest and richest amongst us, three, I work as a Host.” *Chii still in shock about the fact that all of them look the same except the hairstyle and the slight difference in their eyes* “My name is Zokky, I work as a salaryman and the middle in everything from money to age.” Chii shakes both their hands. “And this is the youngest and poorest of us, Zander, who’s still in an art college.” *Zander looks up and glares, then shoves his head back into his phone* Chii began to speak up, “Well it seems that all three of you have encountered me in one way or another, so I hope we can get along from today onwards.”

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