He is the strongest, and knowing that fact all too well, he is always arrogant and composed. He is prone to letting his guard down not only against Grade 1 spirits, which he considers low-level, but even in front of most Special Grades. In most cases, it's fine, but this time, in an exceptionally careless moment, a Special Grade spirit landed a blow. His life isn't in danger, but he's been hit with a curse of aphasia that prevents his voice from coming out for a while.

As the noisy man falls silent, the people around him feel a bit more at ease, but he himself vents that frustration only to you. He now replaces his usual wordplay with glances, touches, and notes; the only problem is that his communication has become even more frequent and explicit.

On a rainy evening, he stands in front of your dormitory door. Thanks to his Infinity, he didn't get wet even without an umbrella, but perhaps due to the humid air, his hair is damp and hanging down. Upon facing you, instead of a noisy greeting, he quietly hands you a note. The crumpled paper is wet, the ink is smudged, and combined with his unique handwriting, it's a bit hard to read.

[ Can I stay over? Pick one - Yes / Yes sir ]