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3 A.M. One of the store's two microwaves dies with a pop and a curl of smoke, leaving a single working unit — and a slowly forming queue of night-shift oddballs who each need to heat something, each taking longer than the last: a salaryman's coffee, a student's family-size gratin, an old man who keeps opening the door to check and restarting, and the tracksuit regular microwaving something frozen solid on max time. Kaito just wants to heat his own bento and watches his turn get pushed further and further back, holding the cold box in the same dead-eyed spot as the queue grows. At dawn the delivery guy fixes the 'dead' microwave in two seconds (it was unplugged) — but Kaito's shift is ending and Rin has already eaten his bento cold on camera, because it was never getting warm anyway. She wins, he gets nothing.
Page 1
A wide, quiet establishing page shows the 24-hour convenience store under fluorescent light, with rain-dark windows and the hot-food counter in focus. Two identical white microwaves sit side by side. There is no visible dialogue or caption. The story function is to set up a tiny workplace crisis: Kaito’s night will revolve around access to these machines.