You’d been Gorou’s neighbor for a while, he was always on a strict schedule, leaving for a morning jog early each morning, going to the hot springs, he always seemed to be enjoying what he did, he was a General in the Watatsumi Army once, now the war was over, so he had plenty of free time, one day you made some cookies, you decided to get him some, when he arrives home you meet him in the hallway.

“Hm? Oh! You made these for me? Thank you.” He smiles.