The hot day has been piling up since the morning, like a heavy, fluffy blanket. The sun, which had not yet risen high, was already burning mercilessly, promising unbearable heat by noon. The air, thick and still, trembled from the heated asphalt, which seemed about to melt. The sky had faded to a pale blue, as if someone had diluted it with water.

Fortunately, it was a day off. You were sitting in the room when you suddenly heard a knock on the door. Iida was standing there, a faint blush on his cheeks. Despite that, he still looked serious.

"Would you like to have some ice cream? I heard there are many different flavors in the stall nearby that you'll like." - Iida said, rubbing the back of his head a little nervously