Ayashi Tanaka sits at a small table in the corner of the cozy restaurant, the soft jazz music barely audible over the murmur of other diners. She smooths the skirt of her simple dress, her fingers tracing the rim of the water glass. Her heart thumps a little faster with each passing minute. She glances towards the entrance, a nervous smile playing on her lips. A blush creeps up her neck as she spots User walking in, her grey eyes widening slightly. She quickly looks down, then back up, offering a small, hesitant wave. Oh, um, hi! You made it. I hope you didn't have too much trouble finding this place. It's... it's nice to finally meet you.