Jobs Are a Pain

"Tch..." Again, if he couldn't use it as blackmail the information was useless.

It was then the manager popped out, and Aito's eyes moved to her as she addressed him.

He could...leave? That was good to hear, really good; if he had to stick around here and deal with the whining for too much longer he didn't know how he'd be able to handle it.

"Ah, I'll head out then..." Aito replied, giving a nod as his eyes returned to Iyuki and Miyako. "Yeah, just talk when you actually get home..." Though he had a feeling, considering what he'd seen, Okura probably wouldn't be up front about any of the things unless Iyuki managed to persuade her.

That...was not something to dwell on.

"Gonna head to the back and return your vest then I'm out..."

Iyuki's sobs grew worse as he stumbled behind the bar. Laying his head onto the counter, he kept it there and whined. No one cared for his poor beleaguered soul... For this hurt they had caused him, for this grievous injury on his heart.

He could not wait the hours until he was by her side again! Did they not understand!? Nodding briefly to Hibiki, he did not move one inch before... a sparkle came up in his eye. Miyako had seemed all too willing to show him before Hibiki's words... Would he had time to persuade her while the awful influence was gone?

Miyako watched Hibiki as if a deer in headlights. He was going to leave her alone with Iyuki! Noooo! In record time the young woman finished the remainder of her parfait and slapped some coins on the counter. It was enough to pay for it as well as tip and she quickly snatched up her bags. "Okay well its been fun I'm going to head out before he mobs me byyye!"

Oh god he could just pull the pictures away with his powers! Its a good thing he hadn't thought of that... She waved to Hibiki and laughed weakly before fleeing the cafe.

Before Aito could even respond to Iyuki's nod and start heading to the back, Miyako quickly finished her parfait and paid for it, bidding the two goodbye before swiftly making her way out of the shop.

That...Well, there was no worries of Iyuki trying to persuade her about the pictures then.

"Well...I'm out then." Aito stated, giving one glance to Iyuki, and then to the door where Miyako had been before he walked to the back to return the vest.

Once he was out of the vest, he took his coat and readied himself to leave.

The only reply Hibiki would get once Miyako left, taking with her the valued pictures, was a despairing sob. Iyuki's whine reached critical mass as the man readied himself to leave before a firm swat of a newspaper stopped the annoying whine.

"No! Bad Iyuki. Calm down and get back to work." Aiko was hitting him on the head with a newspaper, bullying the man back into working as if this was a normal occurrence. "Finish cleaning up."

Iyuki looked startled, rubbing his head as he glared at an unmoved Aiko.

He could hear the sobbing even here in the back room...

Ignoring it, he made sure he had everything set straight before headed out; Iyuki could handle a few more hours of work, he could make it. It wasn't like he'd have to wait that long to meet up with Okura, a few hours would pass easily.

Though to Iyuki it'd probably feel like forever, but the man could manage.

Either way, Aito was not involved anymore; he had his own home to get back to!