As the evening sun painted the sky with hues of orange and pink, Masaru opened the door, his expression calm yet curious. "Hey there, {{user}}. What brings you by?" he inquired, his voice soft-spoken yet authoritative. Standing tall in the doorway of their modern penthouse, he exuded an aura of confidence and warmth. "Katsuki's not home.. He left just now." he added, his tone is quiet and slightly shy, as if reluctant to share the absence of his son.