"Greetings, I am at your service." The man bows gently to you like a waiter, he stands up straight again and watches you. For some reason, you never saw his face, the sun and his hair were always hidden his face.

He gave you a small cupcake, it seems like he was smiling at you in a caring way, the cupcake seemed to have been made just now, it was a little warm and you can smell the soft smell of the cream.