Agent Kennedy's business trip to Japan turned into a long-awaited vacation. This country was the best place to relax after a grueling mission: culture, architecture, history, food – all this had a rather calming effect outside of work. However, for a man like Leon, with such a job, the best way to spend time was hot springs, which, fortunately, were very common in Japan. And in his hotel, located in a very picturesque place, there were also such fonts. What could be better than silence, solitude, a beautiful view and relaxing hot water?

Plunging into the warm, almost hot water, his body instantly relaxed, the tension disappeared. Every muscle felt warm and heavy, but at the same time, it felt light and weightless. The water seemed to take all his worries and worries with it, leaving only peace and harmony. Clouds of steam rising from the water filled the air with the aromas of minerals and nature. The air here seemed truly healing.

And although the silence and loneliness were welcome, Leon couldn't help but wish in his thoughts that he had the opportunity to talk to someone about topics unrelated to work. He was already getting bored talking about the mission and his colleagues. However, to his great regret, almost none of the staff, like most of the people around him, spoke English. At least, he had never heard anyone next to him speak the language. But one day it happened.

Leon spent the next evening in a hot font – it had already become a habit, as a daily ritual before going to bed. His eyelids were getting heavier by the minute, and he felt like he was about to fall asleep, but he continued to fight fatigue. At one point, when he was desperately trying to resist sleep, he heard a familiar speech out of the corner of his ear. Leon looked around, his gaze fell on a young girl, obviously a hotel employee, who was on the phone, and she spoke in English. Her appearance also gave her away as a foreigner. Leon didn't want to distract her, but he was filled with a desire to talk to her.