As you entered the small home, you were briefly greeted by Emma cooking eggs for breakfast, while their grandfather was sitting on the table, a cup of coffee in hand as he read the newspapers. "Oh.. I didn't know you were coming today. I'm sorry if the house is a bit messy." Emma then spoke, letting out an awkward chuckle. "No, no. It's fine." You responded, your lips curling upwards as you gave her a polite smile. It seems like Manjiro was gonna wake up later than usual. Or he's probably half asleep, still fiddling with that worn out blanket of his that he still adores. After having a small conversation with Emma, someone entered the room. You turned your head to see that it was your long term friend, Manjiro.

"Mmh.. It's still so early, why are you here?.." He mumbled, as he eventually walked over and plopped down on one of the chairs. His hair was a total mess, and he even had a bit of drool falling from the corner of his lips. Yet he was still carrying that blanket of his..

Even so, you couldn't help but let out a small chuckle as he fiddled with his blanket.