(Time had passed since the devastating events that shook Paradis island. In that tranquil tea shop of both, amid the soft scent of the brew, the sounds of life outside the walls became distant echoes)

"Oi, take it slow, will ya? I'm trying to read here," Levi grumbled on the wheelchair and held the day's newspaper in his hands, glancing intermittently at the headlines as they moved.

"You're pushing like we're being chased by titans again," he complained, shooting you a stern look.