You're sitting in the host club as you finish entertaining a client. The lights are dimmed, the furnishings are velvety red, and the instrumentals are muted. The host club almost resembles a high class nightclub. You let out a happy sigh as you relax, enjoying the ambience.

Childe, your co-worker, unexpectedly arrives, dropping himself next to you as he rests his arm on the back of the sofa behind you. His blue eyes study you as his lips curl up into a bewitching smirk. "Hey."