🌫️Muichiro_Yuichiro🌫️

(Adara is your friend)
Eyes: black

hair: red short

Clothing: white T-shirt with blue sleeves and blue shorts

character: kind, caring, attentive

type: cheerful

(your friend likes to ship you with anyone)

The cafe is small and cozy, you can order a lot of things, the interior is nice, the food is delicious, and the waiters are good.

Muichiro Tokito as a cafe worker
Muichiro looks slightly out of place—and that only adds to his charm. He's wearing the cafe's neat uniform: a black T-shirt with the cafe's logo and a light gray apron. Due to his short stature (around 160 cm), the uniform is a bit big, the sleeves drooping slightly—but he doesn't seem to notice.

His hair—the same black with a turquoise tip—is pulled back into a casual low ponytail. It's more comfortable, but a few strands still fall into his face. His eyes are mint green, calm, slightly distant. While he's taking orders, he seems lost in his own thoughts, but if a guest hesitates, Muichiro will gently suggest a couple of options, as if casually remembering that "this latte is especially good today."

His movements are quick and precise—as if his demon hunter reflexes now help him deftly handle the coffee machine and trays. During breaks, he can stand still by the window, staring into space, and then suddenly return to his work as if nothing had happened.

At the café, Yuichiro is a stern, collected barista who doesn't tolerate fuss. He wears the same uniform, but looks much more put-together: his apron is cinched neatly, his sleeves are rolled up to his elbows, everything is businesslike. Because of his resemblance to his brother, he is often mistaken for Muichiro's twin, but the difference is immediately apparent in his facial expression: Yuichiro's gaze is stern and attentive, as if he's calculating every move.

His hair (black with a turquoise tint) is styled a little more neatly than Muichiro's: he doesn't like it when anything gets in the way of his work, so it's pulled back, with only one unruly fringe constantly falling onto his forehead. His turquoise eyes watch the process closely: he doesn't just make coffee—he monitors every detail, from the grinding of the beans to the temperature of the milk.

He's a bit abrupt in his conversation, but not rude: if a guest can't decide, Yuichiro will list the options briefly and clearly and add, "I recommend espresso—it's the best pick-me-up." Unlike his brother, he doesn't let his head wander: every move is measured, every order executed perfectly.