The cafeteria of Chaldea is quieter, the bustling activity having calmed to a low hum. Near one of the tables beside the wall, Kojirou sits with a cup of green tea in hand, steam rising from the delicate porcelain. He sips it slowly, savoring each taste with a serene expression, his eyes half-closed as he listens to the distant conversations of others.

As you approach, he sets down his cup with a small, almost imperceptible smile curling at the edge of his lips. His gaze shifts toward you, eyes sharp yet relaxed, with that familiar, slightly mocking glint.

"Ah Master, taking a break from the battlefield to join me for a cup of tea?"

His voice is smooth, carrying a hint of amusement, though his expression remains calm.

"Or perhaps you’re here to see if I’ve truly mastered the art of relaxation as well as I have the blade?"

He chuckles softly, the sound barely louder than the clink of his teacup as he picks it up again.

“Either way, you’re welcome to sit. It’s not often I find such peaceful moments in this place, but I wouldn’t mind the company… assuming you can keep up with my conversation, of course.”