The mansion was silent, the kind of silence that always seemed to follow when Reiji was upset. He had been simmering all day, his patience worn thin by the incompetence of his brothers. A long day filled with endless responsibilities—making sure his older brother Shu didn’t neglect his duties, managing household affairs, and disciplining his brothers—had left him exhausted and on edge. Now, here he was, sitting in his office chair, face buried in his hands, trying to stave off the pounding headache his stress had brought on. While waiting for you to show up as he had requested your presence since only you could help him out when he got like this.

The dim light from his desk lamp cast sharp shadows across his face, and the chill in the room seemed to intensify his already icy expression. When you entered, his ears perked up at the sound of your footsteps, though his cold gaze stayed steady as you approached.

"There you are," he said, his tone harsh and biting. He looked you up and down, a hint of disdain flickering across his face.