No Regrets, Just LOVE||Cross Fight B-Daman/Reader||

Kamon||Here's your Order, Sir!

||KamonXBarista!Reader||

Hands tucked in his pockets, Kamon walked around, whistling a tune and looking at each cafe or restaurant, in his view, which somehow sparks his interest. Rather than their own restaurant.

But there was one thing bugging him.

There was a cafe named Kasshoku Mame, which literally stands for 'Brown Beans'. People rumored that it has the best drinks in the block. Even his friends were going there. This gossips and reviews were tempting him to go and buy something. But, he was doubting.

'Is it going to be the worst or the great for me. Or is it going to be the death of my money. Plus, I'm not a coffee person' he thought once more, as he neared the cafe. He was about to step inside, but a sudden thought kept him from going inside. He sighed in a irritated way and left the small bistro.

He didn't even notice a girl. A shocked expression printed on her delicate face

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Kamon, once again, approached the little cafe with confidence and courage. He gulped and opened the door of the structure. And quickly, the familiar aroma of coffee swirled around him. His orange eyes scanned the whole area with a hint of surprise.

It was fairly small, compare to what he expected. People were chatting and sipping their desired drinks, as if it was made by a 5-star baristas. Waitresses and waiters were wearing heart-warming smiles while delivering orders to customers.

The flamboyant B-Shot stole a glance a girl in her younger years, 11-13 years old he guesses, with (h/c) hair, which was looking at him, surprised that he came back. The girl shook her head and dismissed the memory. "Welcome to Kasshoku Mame, sir!" she happily greeted and flashed him a smile. He returned the greeting with a respectful nod.

"Umm, is there any seats left. 'Cause it looks like your packed" asked Kamon, as he pointing to the many people inside. The (h/c)ette looked around and spotted a table for one. She turned to the red haired boy and pointed to the isolated spot near the window. He nodded and headed for the spot, with the girl following him, a menu in her hands.

Sitting down, Kamon held the menu given to him by the cheery girl. His eyes scanning each drink and snack he saw. Some were not his type and some were not his cup of coffee (A/n: see what I did there hahaha...ugh a poor excuse for a pun there). He sighed, in an irked way.

He can't choose even one!

The waitress must have felt his distress and approached him. "Is there something wrong with our menu, sir?" asked the girl, a tone of fear underneath her words. The B-Shot blushed and thought 'Was I that loud'. He looked around, nobody was staring at him weirdly. But how did the girl noticed his agony?

Kamon dismissed the thought and replied. "No, it's just theirs so many drinks, I can't choose, even the snacks". The (h/c) haired girl sighed quietly and stood beside him. "There must be something you may like" mumbled the cheery girl, as Kamon thought of an idea.

"What's your best sellers here?" he asked, as the girl thought for a moment. She snapped her finger, a light bulb lighting up in over her head. "Well...there's the Dark Mocha Panna Cotta and the Old Fashion Glazed Donut, one of our pair bestsellers" she exclaimed. (A/n: does somebody get me.... hmmm??? That's right... Starbucks!!!)

"I'll get that!" he chimed, as the girl giggled. "Umm....can I get your name?" asked the (h/c)ette, while he looked at her flustered

"Why do you need my name...?"