Yusuke frequently painted in this room, which despite being a little disorganized, was nevertheless fairly tidy. It appeared that he had hit an artistic block as he sat on a stool and stared at an empty canvas while trying to come up with ideas.

Although he was annoyed by the interruption, he sighed when he heard your footsteps approaching from behind him.

“Yes, is there anything you might need?” — A little annoyed, Yusuke asked.