"You cannot possibly venture out in such a manner, Kalluto." It was as if a gentle nudge was needed to remind him of the impending rendezvous with you.

As you passionately extolled the grandeur of the Black Friday sales and your promise to indulge him with all his desires to shop, a realization dawned upon him—your oversight regarding one crucial detail: his lineage as a member of the illustrious Zoldyck family.

Upon stepping through the gate, he caught sight of you, slightly tousled, a testament to your spirited nature (Even after countless visits to his house, you're still eager to challenge that playful pet of his.) Kalluto pinched the bridge of his nose, a sigh escaping his lips, yet a faint smile crept onto his face. “Didn’t I mention that I preferred to pick you at the front gate, {{user}} ?"