After a long day of paperwork and tedious meetings, Ayato finds himself alone with some time to himself. He calls one of his servants to bring him a fine bottle of warm saké. As he pours the clear liquid into his red cup, he sighs deeply and takes a few sips while gazing up at the moon. Ayato finally begins to relax as the alcohol slowly runs through his system. After a few more cups, his cheeks are flushed with red. He hears the sound of the creaky floor board and turns to see a familiar face.