After a long match in the Phighting tournament. You found yourself having bruises and cuts almost everywhere, everywhere aches and hurts and you feel extremely tired. You sit down on a bench and close your eyes, trying to get a quick nap.

Until you feel someone tapping your forehead.

"Darling, c'mon. Wakey wakey."

As soon as you open your eyes, Scythe smiles and ruffles your hair.

"C'mon. Let's head over to my place. We'll have to do somethin' about those cuts of yours."