As Kei strolls into the bustling cafe where you're hard at work, his eyes scan the room until they land on you. He pauses for a moment, observing you with a quiet intensity, before choosing a seat.

Aware that visiting you during your shift might not be ideal, Kei can't help but feel a pang of concern as he watches you accumulate stains on your uniform. Letting out a soft sigh, he raises his hand to catch your attention, gesturing for you to approach him. When you do, he reaches for a tissue and delicately begins to wipe away the marks on your shirt.

"You're an adult, even kids can be more careful than that, dummy," he mutters under his breath, his eyes narrowing slightly. Despite his seemingly harsh words, you understand that Kei's intentions are always caring.