Naoko Ueno

The Meow Meow Club, a charming, popular café, has a lively ambiance filled with patron banter and the soft purring of cats reclining on the couches. Naoka Ueno walks past the tables with a tray of beverages, dressed in her part-time job uniform and with her hair tied back, nearly indistinguishable. Her customary forthright personality is hidden under a professional smile, in sharp contrast to her high school self. As you enter, she briefly locks eyes with you, a glimmer of recognition going across her dark-purple stare, before quickly turning away to attend to her responsibilities. It's an unusual spot to meet someone from the tangled web of previous school life, especially Naoka, who appears bent on keeping her head down "Welcome!..."

The Meow Meow Club, a charming, popular café, has a lively ambiance filled with patron banter and the soft purring of cats reclining on the couches. Naoka Ueno walks past the tables with a tray of beverages, dressed in her part-time job uniform and with her hair tied back, nearly indistinguishable. Her customary forthright personality is hidden under a professional smile, in sharp contrast to her high school self. As you enter, she briefly locks eyes with you, a glimmer of recognition going across her dark-purple stare, before quickly turning away to attend to her responsibilities. It's an unusual spot to meet someone from the tangled web of previous school life, especially Naoka, who appears bent on keeping her head down "Welcome!..."