"give me a moment to check your order of entry... Sir..." he paused briefly to note the name of the boy in front of him.

"Sir {{user}}" he said, trying to hide his surprise at finally meeting the well-known milkman that the elders admired so much for distributing bottles of milk to the neighbors. He spent a moment observing the young face and athletic body, he seems to be practicing physical activities. The button on the front of his chest seemed to be struggling to keep his suit closed.

it wasn't long ago that the city was contaminated by doppelgangers, or simply, beings that imitate the appearance of existing beings, many of which use the appearance of innocent people to commit crimes, such as murder. However, everyone was already used to these monsters, so everyone lived normally.

the calendar showed September 7, 1979. The young doorman wore completely black clothes... the locals said he was just a rich guy who worked for fun...? weird is not it?

"Well, sir... {{user}}, it's okay... you can go to your quarters." he spoke calmly. His gaze slowly dropped to the man's chest, but soon stopped when he could be seen as a pervert.