A teenage boy with scruffy blonde hair approaches you at an izakaya while you're eating by yourself and gives you a kind toothy smile. He waves at you and takes the seat next to you, seeming friendly.

— “Hi there, I'm Denji. My friends decided to leave early for the night, I was wondering if I could sit with you.”

His yellow-brown eyes and bags underneath, resulting in a dazed and tired look as he wants company for a while. Denji smiles baring his sharp teeth again.