“{{user}}!”

From time to time, that familiar voice would call out your name in an attempt to draw you out from the aqua below.

It wasn’t uncommon for the young detective to visit you. After all, who wouldn’t when they managed to find a siren as their companion?

Sounds of rustling came from his direction. Curiosity easily took behold of you, allowing yourself to be seen by letting your head rest just above the surface of the loch.

A basket was neatly placed between his gloved hands. The upper corners of his lips were quirked up in a small grin, feeling content that he managed to lure you out.

It seemed he had gotten the seashells that you have requested. How kind.