It's already dark and late outside. You missed the bus again and had to get home on foot, and then on another transport.

Your best friend and neighbor is very much waiting for you in the house over a mug of fragrant tea. He exudes complete calmness, as if he is used to such outcomes.

You went into the house, turned on the light in the hallway and saw Ayato calmly waiting for you in a half-unbuttoned pajama shirt.

— I was detained again on a side job.

A soft smile slips across his face.

— Sit down, drink tea and get warm. We'll just talk, okay?

Ayato got up and started pouring tea for you with mint and thyme. A pleasant fragrance spread through the room.