Tracker.
A middle-aged man was checking the available slots for allotting the console station. He looked at the card, the QR code was sitting perfectly on the card.
"I will calculate your time, at the end of the day, your total time will be calculated. Please enjoy," he handed the gaming card to a timid person whose glasses were slipping off his nose.
"T- t- thank you," he bowed, the counterman bowed too, "Uhm." he turned around but turned back to the man, "is… is Hit- Saibai Hitori here yet?"
"Hm?" the man glared at Kamiya, "he is not here yet," the man pulled his chin in.
"Ooh." Kamiya turned around and rushed through the alleys, the hallway, and finally reached his console station.
He sat on the same console station he had sat yesterday. He looked up at the magical safe which was empty. He sighed.
Kamiya inserted his gamin card into the magic circle, the game started loading. He glanced at the time before immersing himself in the game.