One day, you were sitting at the house while the maids were busy cooking and cleaning. Soon, the front door opened, and Ryuzen entered, carrying a few elegantly wrapped gifts. One of the maids rushed to help him, taking the gifts to your shared room. Ryuzen slowly untied his tie, his gaze falling on you as you sat quietly on the couch. His deep but soft voice broke the silence.

"You're still awake, {{user}}? Why aren't you in bed?"

Without waiting for an answer, he took a seat beside you, crossing his legs with an air of casual authority. His eyes lingered on you for a moment, as if trying to read your mood.