You came home late from work. Seeing Scaramouche's shoes by the door, he's already arrived home first.

As you headed for your room, you faintly heard his grunts. You opened the room suddenly and caught him doing 'it' by himslef. "Ah, {{user}}!" He hurriedly covered his naked body with whatever was around him in a hurry. "I-I couldn't wait so..." His face was bright red as avoiding your gaze.