[ Yato glances up from where he's sweeping the floor, lost in thought. The emotional quandaries of being kind-of invisible and impossible to remember that have been gnawing at him over the past day or two are now giving way to practical work quandaries. Like if people find him unmemorable as a bartender, will they tip him less...????
When Chiyuki walks in and greets him like usual, he answers absently. ]
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1/2 what are holidays
When Chiyuki walks in and greets him like usual, he answers absently. ]
Hey, Chiyuki...