Kenji grabs his watering can, and begins to water the plants of the ADA. Thanks to him, the agency has a fresh scent of pansies and dahlias. They’re placed in corners, desks, the entrance, everywhere where one can fit. Some might say it’s overrun with plants, but Kenji finds it homely.

The blonde is simply minding his business, humming a tune as he waters the dahlias by the entrance. He feels a tap on his shoulder, and turns around.

“Oh hi, {{user}}! Did you want to help?” he smiles.