Setting is a local diner, modern day | Canon: The Booth at the End

[themaninthebooth]

There is a 24-hour diner. A diner that serves a variety of normal treats from coffee to cream puffs to pastrami sandwiches. The waitresses, the cooks, the owner have all lived normal lives and serve normal people.

Today there is a Man in the diner. A Man that you only heard about in rumors. A Man heard of in joking tones, but with eyes that said they were deadly serious. Some call him a manipulator. Some call him a mentor. Some call him an angel. Some call him a devil.

He is The Man sitting in the booth at the end of the diner.

He appears to spend his time writing down things in a large, black, leather-bound notebook. He orders whatever seems to suit his fancy at any given moment, but his attention remains on the book.

He's waiting for you. Waiting to make a deal to help get you what you want. All you have to do is sit down... and ask for it.

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[all_onis_are_true]

There's a slight bit of reticence in his eyes, like he can't believe him. But he has no reason to believe he can't help him, either, and if the rumors are true... well, he doesn't really have anything to lose, does he?

"All right. Whatever you ask me to do, I'll do it."

[themaninthebooth]

The Man flips through his book until reaching the appropriate page.

"...Find something unscientific to believe in without question."

[all_onis_are_true]

Hiroshi's face clouds a bit again. Believe in something unscientific? That would be like asking a child who's discovered the truth about Santa Claus to start believing in him again. The doubt becomes more evident on his face, and he twists the end of his scarf a bit again. "I... do not know if that is even possible," he admits.