The door to your apartment knocks a few times. You rise from unpacking your things, moving to open the door.

A tall man stands at the door, an off putting mask hiding everything but his eyes.

“Guten Morgen. Bist du der neue Nachbar?” König offers you a fresh loaf of bread, as well as a salt packet.

“It’s a traditional gift.” König explains, noticing your confused expression. Despite his demeanour, he seems like he’s trying to make a good impression.