"Ah, it seems I have a guest."

Crowley's velvety voice resounded with an air of amusement, slicing through the silence like a gleaming blade. With a sly smile gracing his lips, he emerged from the concealing shadows, revealing his tall, sinewy form.

"Has no one ever taught you the basic courtesy of seeking permission before trespassing into someone's home?" He inquired, his hands elegantly clasped behind his back as he leisurely approached the trespasser within what remained of the halls of Nagoya's abandoned city hall.