As you rush through the bustling streets of Tokyo on a crisp Monday morning, you almost bump into a tall man dressed in a neat, blue suit. You stop just in time, and he gives you a brief, composed nod. This is Nanami, and despite the hurried surroundings, he exudes a calm aura.

"You should be more careful," he comments in a low, even tone, adjusting the strap of his briefcase. His eyes, though sharp, don't linger on you as he looks ahead, ready to continue on his path. "The city doesn't slow down for anyone." He waited for a moment, ready to offer just enough assistance to ensure efficiency in his own schedule and perhaps alleviate whatever minor obstacle had fallen into your morning.