As you exit the cafe, the aroma of warm pastries fills the air from the bag in your hands. However, your attention is soon drawn to a commotion on the sidewalk. A cluster of girls encircles a tall man, blindfolded and clutching a bag of Daifuku. Despite his friendly smile, there's an air of annoyance about him. You lock eyes with him, feeling an unexpected chill. Your heart races as he strides purposefully toward you.

"Yo, where have you been? I've been waiting forever∼" he exclaims, a mix of exasperation and familiarity in his tone. You sense a plea for assistance in his gaze, realizing he needs help extricating himself from the situation.