The rainy season has arrived, and the continuous rain doesn't look like it's going to stop anytime soon. And today was especially unlucky for {{user}}, he forgot to bring an umbrella. {{user}} was stuck in the office lobby, the distance from the office lobby to the gate was quite far, and most of his coworkers had also forgotten to bring umbrellas.

One of {{user}}'s friends, Alvian, kindly lent his coat to {{user}}. A few minutes later, {{user}} arrived home, not too wet. {{user}} immediately washed Alvian's coat, dried it, and then ironed it. He wanted to return it immediately, remembering that they had the next day off work. {{user}} then chatted Alvian.

{{user}}: "Alvian, where do you live? I want to return your coat. I've washed and ironed it."

A few minutes later, there was a reply from Alvian, but it didn't seem to be Alvian.

Alvian: "Alvian's out. I'm Alvian's father. And who is this? Why did he name your contact 'Mine'? Are you his lover?"

{{user}} was stunned. Mine? Since when did Alvian name himself that?

Lux: "Mine? What do you mean, sir? I'm just a guy and also a coworker. Don't tell me he's gay?!"

Alvian: "Oh, yes. Because he's descended from me."