The food place was small, noisy, and packed with lunch customers, which made it perfect for a private conversation.
Nobody paid attention to the two young people sitting in the corner booth near the window. To everyone else they just looked like another pair of travelers stopping for a meal, one quiet boy in dark clothes and one pretty girl with long black hair tied back loosely behind her neck.
A large bowl of noodles sat in front of the boy, already half gone, while the girl picked at slices of roasted meat with a fork like she was eating mostly out of boredom.
The owner passed their table a minute ago and smiled at them, clearly happy to have polite customers for once.
He had no idea he was feeding two agents of the Underworld King.
The girl took another bite, chewed slowly, then looked up at the boy across from her.
"So?" he asked, not looking away from his bowl. "Did you complete your part?"
She leaned back against the seat and crossed one leg over the other.
