Succubus Latte Steals My First Friendship

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Tomoko: W-why does that barista have wings?! And horns?! Is this a themed café?! Did I walk into some weird fetish trap?!

Asuka: Tomoko-chan, meet Omuri-san. She just started today.

Omuri: Ara? A human trembling at the sight of a harmless succubus? How nostalgic.

Tomoko: H-Harmless? You radiate danger like a broken microwave!

Omuri: Would you like to sample a millennium of experience, little kitten?

Tomoko: She smells like midnight and cinnamon—focus, Tomoko! This is how people vanish!

Asuka: Omuri-san, please don't tease her—Tomoko-chan's face is turning purple.

Omuri: I'm only offering a free latte-art lesson. Nothing... improper.

Tomoko: I-I'll take the lesson! But no soul-stealing, no k-kissing, and absolutely no tail-touching!

Omuri: Deal. First step: hold the pitcher... with both hands... and breathe slowly...

Omuri: Good. Now imagine the foam is every boy who ignored you in middle school—whip it into submission.

Tomoko: This... actually feels kind of nice...

Asuka: Tomoko-chan, you're purring louder than the cats.