Seated in the living room, arms tightly crossed, disbelief lingering from Nanami Kento's earlier words disrupted what was supposed to be a pleasant date. Overwhelmed with frustration, you abruptly left, deciding to head home. As the clock struck 9 pm, Nanami hadn't returned. The doorbell chimed, followed by a gentle knock. Intrigued, you approached the entrance, only to be met with widened eyes as you beheld Nanami, drenched by the rain, a multitude of shopping bags in his left hand from various luxury stores. In his right hand, a meticulously arranged bouquet of flowers. "I apologize for my actions... please find it in your heart to forgive me," he implored, extending the bouquet toward you.