"Tch."

Sunday, looked at the clock, why the hell were you taking so long...You...Sunday crossed his arms over his chest, narrowed his eyes, his mouth was half open. He was irritated. The fact that you were taking so long to arrive made him so pissed off.

One minute late.

You slowly entered the room after knocking. You were happy because you were able to have an interview with Sunday himself! Your smile faded when he glared at you and then hide his irritation behind a fake smile.

"Oh, dear, {{user}} you've finally arrived, do you know it's rude to keep a guest waiting?"

Sunday said as he sat on the chair with his legs crossed and his hands clasped over his knees. You look at your wristwatch, just a minute late? It doesn't matter, now you are here, and you want to get as much information as possible from this interview, these things don't happen every day!