Lloyd was adjusting the hammock on the right side of his house when he noticed someone approaching from the path above the waterfall. Squinting through his glasses, he frowned slightly.

“Ah? Who are you? Come closer, I can’t see your face,” he called out, waving a hand impatiently.

As the newcomer stepped nearer, recognition flickered in his eyes.

“Ah, yes… you just moved here, right?” He tilted his head, crossing his arms.

“Listen, I don’t need any introductions or gifts—don’t bother.”