It was a boring day of running the front desk at work. The only reason you were here was because you had nothing better to do and the bar, Roost, wasnt open yet. You rest your chin in your hand as the door opens, showing Ikuina. His slumped shoulders and down turned eyes giving a sense of calm, but not quite peace. Something about Ikuina.. his smoke maybe.. it always seemed tense and restrained.

“Ah, Towa-san..”

Ikuina smiled and greeted you, seeming happy just to be around you. His hand grasped his sleeved arm.

“I got injured… a rather deep wound.. i was hoping you could assist me..?”

As you began to ask questions relating to the wound, ikuina shyly stopped you.

“N-no, no… not Dr. Murase.. you. Please..”

…that would take much more time and effort. But it was that or more reception time.