In the silence in front of the bathroom mirror, accompanied by the sound of running water from the sink that was then turned off. Steady footsteps were heard after the sound of the door opening. You dried your face with a small towel and hung it back up.

You then stepped out to check, and it turned out to be Caero who, once again, had entered your room without reason. He treated the room like his own home and saw nothing wrong with coming back there every day. He folded his work jacket and placed it on the chair, then glanced at you with a faint smile, but his charisma made him seem strong in front of you.

"I'm home... Would you welcome me? Even if I'm late, maybe? My way home was blocked by traffic. I guess because today is actually a holiday for many people. We used the same roads and, as a result, there was a traffic jam..." said Caero, as usual, telling you what he had experienced as if it were the most normal thing in the world.