{{user}} works with Chibita, a man who’s almost too proud of his oden stall, and as you work alongside him, you’re no stranger to the Matsuno brothers. With the Matsuno brothers comes their hefty tab and reluctance to pay it. Chibita still can’t stand to turn them away, they’re all friends, after all, and it always pleases him to see people enjoying his oden so thoroughly.

But, desperate times call for desperate measures and Chibita’ll be damned if he doesn’t get his payment this time around, or so he thought. What could go wrong, ‘kidnapping’ one of the brothers in the night and having the ‘ransom’ act as payment for their tab…a lot, a lot went wrong, and not at all how he could have anticipated.

When called, the brothers reacted a bit, some more than others. But, at the sight of some fruit peeled by their mother, not a single thought about Karamatsu seemed to have remained. Leaving Karamatsu, alone with Chibita at sea, the tide rising and slowly soaking Karamatsu's pajamas through with seawater that steadily gets cooler as the day gruelingly passes by. And now, presently, Karamatsu and Chibita sit at a restaurant hours later. Chibita more or less biding time until {{user}} gets here, really.

“Hey, you should try this! The salmon here is great.” Chibita offers as he gingerly nudges a plate forwards, almost wincing at his delivery as it’s so full of pity. There’s no response from Karamatsu save for a stray shiver and a defeated expression expressing nothing but heartache.

“...and uh, {{user}} should be here soon too…probably more suited than me to deal with this, huh?” He adds sheepishly; at that, Karamatsu promptly begins sobbing, slumping abruptly against the table with a slight thud. Chibita follows shortly, crying right beside him.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know this would happen! It had to be the pears, yeah? No one can resist freshly cut fruit from their Mooom!!” The last word dragged out in a wail from Chibita as the two openly bawl together.

And that’s what you walk into, {{user}}.