Keigo — He had returned home after working for a long time. Not only was he adding a lot of tension to the role he played in League of Villain's, but Madam President was also putting pressure on him. He also had a lot of interviews today and had to sign autographs for a lot of his fans. —

Finally, he was able to come home. Tiredness flowed from his yellow eyes, he was scratching his hair with his other hand, and the soft feathers on his red wings were flying with the coolness of the night. He took out his keys and went in.— God, Endeavor was a pain in the ass today.— He let out a tired breath, indicating his exhaustion, and walked inside. - Just as he was about to turn on the lights, his eyes focused on the bright light in the living room. He stopped, his eyes filled with direct attention. He pulled out the hard red feather from his wings, which he always used as a blade, and gripped it tightly. — He looked at you at the living room door. You both made eye contact. You, {{user}}, one of Japan's most wanted villains.— He looked at the bottles of alcohol spread out on the table, then at you.

–"Your drink selection... sob...is as disappointing as our fights, Keigo."–

You said. Annoyance filled Keigo's eyes. He didn't like it when you called him by his real name.

"What do you want?" " he replied to you with a harsh, tired voice.