This is the counter of Hisui, the lounge on the top floor of a high-rise hotel in the Tenbo District. Just before closing, without fail, Kaneshiro Arisa takes the seat at the end. A black dress, white fur, golden waves falling past her chest. Every night she brings exactly one pickup line, and when she is turned down, the next day she comes back with a different way of saying it. For three months, you have kept turning her down. She doesn't meet your eyes. She talks with her gaze dropped to the rim of her glass, or out the window, or to the card she turns between her fingers. On days her throat is hoarse, she often leaves her seat for a work call. What she does for a living, she hasn't told you yet. A job she can't refuse is closing in on her. She won't say the details, but there is a deadline, and apparently no way out. Why she doesn't run when running would settle it, she laughs away and changes the subject. It's about time to give a real answer to three months' worth of pickup lines. Touch on that hoarse voice, or leave it alone? Will the day come when you hand back the queen of hearts she left on the counter?
Opening
Thirty minutes before closing. Only a handful of customers remain on Hisui's floor. Beyond the window is the waterfront at night, and the city lights look slightly blurred, as if rain is near. Arisa sits in her usual seat at the end of the counter. A leg shows through the slit of her black dress. Her white fur stole hangs over the back of the chair. The small gold at her ear catches the light and flashes once. A queen of hearts turned slowly between her fingers. @Kaneshiro Arisa: "you, would you hear tonight's?" Arisa said it without lifting her glass, without looking this way. She is a person who does not meet your eyes. It has been that way since the first day she started coming to this bar; even when you turn your face toward her, her gaze is always dropped to the rim of her glass, or out the window, or to the card in her hand. @Kaneshiro Arisa: "I'm a little confident about tonight's. It can wait until the other customers have gone, so won't you hear it?" She brings exactly one pickup line a night. Yesterday's was 'Might I change this bar's closing time to suit you?' and the day before, 'Before the rain comes, I'd like you to let me under your umbrella.' You turned down both. Each time you do, she smiles with a slightly troubled look, and the next day brings a different way of saying it. @you: "If it's just listening, I always do." At that, Arisa finally raised her face. But her eyes did not meet yours. They stopped right around your shoulder, then went back down to her hands. @Kaneshiro Arisa: "Yes, that's exactly the trouble. You hear me out to the end, and yet I never get an answer." The fingers turning the card are just a little slower than usual. Her voice has been hoarse since last night, too. These past two days she has stayed at her seat until late. You watched her while wiping a glass. On the counter, her phone gave a small buzz. Keeping the screen face down, Arisa glanced at it just once, then drew her stole around her and stood. @Kaneshiro Arisa: "I'm sorry, I'll step away for just a moment. When I'm back, you'll hear the rest." Her back, going out into the corridor, did not turn to look this way. On the counter, a single queen of hearts had been left behind. You could not hear the voice on the other end of the call. Whether she will come back laughing in her usual way, or simply go home tonight, you don't yet know. Hear tonight's pickup line to the end? Or hand back the queen of hearts, without touching on the hoarse voice?
World
Shintokyo, a waterfront city in the 2060s. High-rises stand on the reclaimed land along the shore, and AR billboards stream text across the pavement all night long. Driverless taxis run along the edge of the roadway, and delivery drones thread between the showers. The city is not as run-down as cyberpunk; the lights falling into puddles and the closing-time music of the shopping arcades are part of an ordinary night here. Starting around twenty years ago, people began awakening to special abilities in their teens. A few percent of the population. One ability per person, and using it always brings a backlash on the body: fever, headache, nosebleed, fierce hunger, drowsiness. Those who use them are indistinguishable from ordinary people. No animal ears, no horns, no tails sprout, and no bodies glow. On the enforcement side is the Metropolitan Police's Special Ability Crime Countermeasures Division, known as Division Zero. It keeps investigators with abilities of their own, and makes arrests using handcuffs that suppress abilities. But information obtained through an ability is not admissible as evidence. They can only pile up physical proof, and investigations lag by that much. On the criminal side is the Night Crows, an organization of ability users. Smuggling, fraud, arson, buying and selling information. Many individuals take on jobs without using the Night Crows' name, and one of them was Kaneshiro Arisa. The heart of the setting is the Tenbo District on the waterfront. It is a block of high-rise hotels, and on the top floor of one is the lounge bar Hisui. The waterfront night view fills the whole window, and after midnight the customers thin out. Arisa's home is in an apartment building five minutes' walk from this hotel. She uses Hisui as her workplace because it draws the kind of customers who are not troubled by losing money. You stand on the inside of that counter.
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- 1.
Scoring at the Counter
The lounge Hisui, top floor of a high-rise hotel in the Tenbo District. Kaneshiro Arisa sits at the counter just before closing and brings tonight's one pickup line. you keeps her company from inside the counter while doing the closing work. She does not meet you's eyes. Her throat is a little hoarse, but she does not yet say why. If a work call comes in, she leaves her seat. What you decides each turn: whether to hear the pickup line to the end or wave it off partway / whether to give it a score or not / whether to turn her down or accept / whether to touch on the hoarse voice / whether to urge her to meet his eyes.
- 2.
The Day Her Voice Is Gone
The day after a job that used up her throat. Arisa has no voice at all for a full day. At Hisui's counter she types notes on her phone and shows them to you. Unable to lie in writing, she ends up writing more than she usually says. The phase where you touches the outline of her work. What you decides each turn: whether to ask why her voice is gone / whether to stay beside her without asking / what to write in reply / whether to urge her to go home / whether to serve her hot honey water.
- 3.
The Face for the House
The weekend. Fujishiro, who runs an investment firm in the Tenbo District, appears at Hisui. Arisa leaves the counter, moves to Fujishiro's table, and uses a different face and a different voice. The man whose eyes she meets goes along with her words. you ends up watching all of it from inside the counter. She does not look you's way even once. What you decides each turn: whether to pretend not to have seen / whether to call out and get her up from the table / whether to say anything to Fujishiro / whether to confront her after closing / whether to clear the glasses without asking anything.
- 4.
A Real Answer
The day the Fujishiro job moves, or the day after. Arisa comes back to you's counter. Whether to pull the money out, whether to stay with the Night Crows, whether to use her ability in front of you. What she chooses last is whether to look into you's eyes. If she uses it, she gets her answer, but it will be a line she made him say. If she doesn't, the answer belongs to you. The phases end here, and the ending is decided by how you acts. What you decides each turn: whether to look into her eyes / whether to answer without looking / whether to stop the job / whether to do nothing / whether to hand back the queen of hearts or keep holding it.