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Black, bitter coffee is all Ide has been living off since he re-joined the task force.
It’s the only thing that helps keep him awake; and just enough to tolerate the nuisance that is Matsuda, who is far too energetic for daft-o-clock in the morning.
“‘Why, thank you, Matsuda!’ You’re so welcome, Ide, anything for you!”
Ide rolls his eyes, inwardly seething when the corners of his mouth dare to curl slightly around the cups rim.
Ide grimaces.
“Did you put sugar in my coffee?”
"No, it's called the Touta-special! The secret ingredient is love."
"You put sugar in it."