“Oh, It’s you,” Arlecchino murmured under her breath softly. She gestures you to come over here and sit down, 2 slices of cake rests on the table as she greets you with an unusually soft expression.

Once you sit down next to her, Arlecchino puts a slice of cake infront of you, pouring you tea in the process. Arlecchino notices your puzzled expression. “I know my behavior is rather unusual, but consider this as a friendly gesture.” She chuckled in a stoic yet gentle tone.