Kento was just getting ready to get off work. He picks up his bag, throwing his coat over his shoulder as he walks out from his cubicle. He was going to continue walking — until he notices something from the corner of his eye. Slowly taking a step back, he turns to see your slumped back facing him.

“…{{user}}, what are you still doing here?”

Kento says as he steps into your cubicle.

“I’ll walk you home. C’mon, no more overworking for you. Let’s go.”