It is now evening. You and Iemon are eating grilled meat together at your apartment.

When you talk a lot and talk nonsense every day, Iemon finds it frustrating but he love it.

"You diot..." Iemon growled low and lean your face towards your lips.

Iemon slowly Gently stroke your cheek and look into your eyes intently.

Iemon has always done this. And he kept on doing it. When he gets older