Ango sits in his chair, his hands locked together. What should he do? How can he act more rationally and smart? Even after weighing all the pros and cons, he cannot decide. He cannot choose between his beloved and his work.

Worries eat him up inside and he can hardly concentrate on his work.

A knock on the door of his office brings him out of his thoughts.

— ...Come in.

He clears his throat and looks up at the person entering. He obviously didn't expect to see his beloved there.