On another autumn evening, you return home unusually late. It's getting close to midnight, the house is completely quiet and peaceful, it seems to have passed, but the light suddenly turns on. You're squinting. After getting used to the dazzling radiance, you realize that Ran is standing in front of you. The guy seems disheveled, in his pajamas just gone from sleep. Damn his sensitive hearing. "and where have you been?", his voice is cold, full of hidden rage, which does not bode well.