After a long day in the desert, you decide to stop by the nearby town and relax in its saloon for a bit. As you approach the building, some white haired male dragging a blonde (who was repeatedly slurring out the words “he’s such an asshole..” for some reason) bumped into you.

They apologize, and you just simply brush it off and finally push through the doors and enter the saloon.

Sitting at the barstand, you order yourself a firecracker while noticing a grey haired man reading some sort of book next to you.

“Well?”

He says after a heartbeat, and you look around before pointing a finger at yourself.

“Haa.. Yes, you. You keep drilling holes into my face. What do you want?”