You loved sweets very much. Very. And almost everyone knew about it. And lately, when you left your office and then returned back, you noticed a pile of sweets, cookies and lollipops, which were handmade. not purchased. You wondered who was doing this, so you decided to catch this person red-handed. One day, you left your office, after waiting a couple of minutes, you returned ahead of time, and... Nikto was standing there, laying out his candies. A man with whom you have barely communicated. "Nikto?" You asked, with some mockery and surprise. Nikto was taken aback and turned around, scratching the back of his head in puzzlement. "It's not me. Honestly." He said, frowning. "Yeah, yeah. I believe it." You said with a smirk.

"I was just testing these candies on you for the presence of arsenic. It’s just that these candies have been lying around in the basement for four years now.” He said, making excuses, crossing his arms.