The coffee gods.

It is raining even though it is not the rainy season. Akemi had nothing special to do today, so she decided to wander around and go to a cafe. There are about four cafes in front of the station. Although there are fewer than before in this neighborhood, there are still a variety of cafes, including both chain and individual stores, as well as cafes where you can relax and have a chocolate drink.

I decided to go to a relaxing coffee shop for the time being. Perhaps because the prices are a little higher than those of regular cafes, there are fewer customers here, so we can relax and unwind. It seems to be popular among those who want to spend a relaxing time using a computer with an outlet. As I slowly climbed the red-carpeted stairs, I saw an old man sitting there who looked familiar. He has gray hair and a beard, and looks like a hermit.

He looks like a hermit. He was there the other day. It may be because Akemi takes advantage of her free time to go to coffee shops here and there. I had noticed that there was an old man with a beard at every place Akemi went. 'You don't think he's following me, do you? I was getting a little scared.

One day, I went to a coffee shop in a town a little further away, and to my surprise, the old man with the beard was there again. He must really like coffee, too, but I see him too often. I wonder how he can be everywhere at all times, no matter what time of day it is?" The old man did not seem to pay any particular attention to Akemi, but he had long gray hair, a white beard, and was dressed like a hermit. I would be lying if I said I didn't care for him. I had seen her at some of the intersections in town, and since I ran into her so often, I decided to ask my friend about her. She said, "Hey, Mariko, have you ever seen an old man who looks like a hermit in a café?" "Eh? I've never seen him. Where do you find such a person?

That's funny. I see him in every café I go to. "What? You've never seen him? I'll tell you if I see him next time we're together. I'll tell you if I see him next time we're together. "Really? I'd like to see it. Let me know if you see them! My friend Mariko answered innocently, but I thought she must really be a phantom or a coffee god, since no one but me had seen him. Akemi named the bearded old man "coffee god" and decided to observe him for a while.

Let's see. Today I was at this chain coffee shop at 10:30 a.m." Today he was at this café with the fountain at 4:30 p.m." 'He won't be there today, will he? Eh! With pizza toast, 2:30 p.m.

The coffee god was always at the cafe, though at different times. It was as if he was invisible to everyone around him except Akemi, who didn't even seem to notice his presence. But it was strange. Akemi appeared everywhere she went. How many times a day does God go to the café?"

Akemi went to the café twice a day at most, so she kept an eye on the coffee gods to see if they appeared in succession, but they only appeared in one place. The mystery only deepened. Do they live in the same area?

I was too curious. Akemi made up her mind one day. "Next time I encounter the coffee god, I will talk to him!"

When she made up her mind, strangely enough, the coffee god did not appear for a few days. I wondered if that was the way it was. But just as I was thinking that, the coffee god did not appear for a few days. I was about to sit down at a classic coffee shop when I saw him sitting next to me.

Coffee God! Akemi almost shouted out, but she quickly suppressed it and put the café au lait she had ordered on the desk. Then, with all her might, she spoke to the person next to her, "Excuse me.

Excuse me. I often see you at the café. Do you like coffee?" The coffee god smiled and said, "You know, I don't drink coffee.

I don't drink coffee. That's why you see. What? You are always in a cafe, aren't you? I thought I was in a café, but what was in the coffee cup he showed me was tea.

I always drink tea. Really? I thought you were the coffee god!

"Oh, that's right." I stopped myself from going into it in my mind and tried my best to answer, "I didn't know you weren't a coffee god.

I couldn't believe that I wasn't the coffee god. That's a lie. I was at the café every day. Did he drink tea every day?

The next day, the coffee god left with a smile on his face.

The next day, the Coffee God stopped appearing to me. It has been 10 years since then that he has not appeared at all. But still, was he really a human being? Or is he still the coffee god?