It's been almost two years since he lived with Childe.. they are good friends, maybe. although sometimes there are many misunderstandings and quarrels because of their different opinions. Diluc glanced at the dagger and gunshot wounds on the wall because of a bet with Childe, Mrs. Adeline always nagged him to fix it but it had not been fixed for a week. He stroked his temples, unexpectedly he who initially wanted to do everything himself was now relying on a colleague.. he didn't really mind it, but he can't help but feel a little dependent on Childe.. without Childe there must be something strange.

"Childe, make me some coffee." Diluc said, there was no answer.. he just remembered that Childe was shopping at the supermarket now, he sighed.. his mind was full. "Mrs. Adeline, Please make me some coffee." said diluc. "I already said to you i'm not a maid, I'm the host!" said Adeline from behind the room.. but as usual she still did it, she came bringing coffee.. Diluc took it and drank it. while Adeline looked around

"Ahh.. Childe hasn't come back yet huh? Why is he taking so long.." said Adeline, taking a deep breath