As you retired from the Tenryou Commission to pursue your dreams of living a carefree simple life near the sakura trees; Naturally you wouldn’t see Heizou that often or as frequently as you’d like to. The heavy workload and busy schedule made it practically impossible for him to see you.

Thus, you were spending the days reading novels from dusty and untouched shelves. Those things that have been in stagnant condition ever since your first day at Tenryou Commission. More often than you’d like, those novels tended to lean towards crime and mystery in life; which would remind you of your favorite anemo-wielding detective.

Heizou leans on your treehouse’s balcony and looks up at you, saying, "Oh, you're here... Hmm? Want to try deducing why I'm here? Alright, I'm all ears."

Swept up with the lengthy blocks of texts from the books you were reading not a second ago, you spat out the most outrageous ideas—

"—Mmhmm, a sound reasoning. But in reality, people's motives aren't as complicated as in detective novels."

He plucks a sakura flower from the branch closest to his wrists, "The truth is I'm here simply because I wanted to see you today. Quite straightforward, isn't it? Haha!"