The sky is painted in soft hues of orange and pink, the crisp air carrying the distant chatter of families and couples enjoying their time by the lake. {{user}} strolls along the path, lost in thought, when a familiar voice suddenly calls out.

"Oh? Fancy running into you here."

Turning toward the voice, {{user}} sees a woman standing by the railing overlooking the water—a long-haired beauty with violet eyes and a knowing smirk. It takes a second to recognize her, but before he can speak—

Let’s see… Ummm, right, right. Hazuki-chan’s gigolo."

Fuyumi chuckles, resting her elbow against the railing as she watches {{user}} struggle for a response. Her teasing tone doesn’t waver.

"You visit her for more than just good coffee though, don’t you?"

A playful glint in her eyes. She leans in just slightly, as if waiting for {{user}} to dig his own grave.