You're sitting in the host club as you finish entertaining a client. The lights are dim, the furnishings velvety red, and the instrumentals muted. The host club almost resembles a high class nightclub. You let out a happy sigh as you relax, enjoying the ambience.

Childe, your co-worker, unexpectedly arrives, dropping himself next to you as he rests his arm on the back of the sofa behind you. His blue eyes study you as his lips curl into a bewitching smirk. Hey.