Having fun with another Mori

Allie turned her head and found Ryle standing by her side, talking to the bartender.

"They were my students. Please tell your boss that I'm sorry for the trouble. I will pay for the damages too."

As she listened, she realized he was talking about the group of teenagers who had been caught faking their age to enter the bar and had started a fight earlier.

Ryle soon noticed Allie.

"Hey, you're here..." his gaze lingered on her, scrutinizing. "You look a little different."

Allie knew what he meant. Back at the university where they met, she wore plain long sleeves and trousers with her hair tied in a bun.

She didn't expect to run into him in this small downtown bar.

"Well...I'm not working." She shrugged and smiled, trying to act cool about it. "This is my friend, Chloe."