Chapter 150: The Blonde Trap: Hunter, Prey, and Parfait
"Hello, I'm Smithy A. Hasaka. May I add you on Line?"
The delicate voice broke through the hum of the café like a wind chime in spring.
Miyamizu Mitsuha blinked, raising her head in surprise.
Standing before her was a blonde woman of almost surreal beauty.
The sun filtering through the café window painted golden highlights in her wavy hair, which fell gracefully to her shoulders. Her skin was pale, nearly porcelain, and her features bore a distinct Western charm—a tall, defined nose, brilliant eyes, and the elegance of someone who didn't quite belong to the same world.
Mitsuha's breath hitched.
Whoa. A foreigner? Or maybe mixed-race?
The name, the looks, the shy expression, and then—that—the outstretched hand holding a phone.
"I... uh—yes, of course!"
Mitsuha fumbled slightly, quickly pulling out her own phone. Line contacts exchanged with a soft chime.
The blonde girl's smile bloomed like a spring blossom. "Phew! I thought you might reject me. I would've moped about it all week!"