Vespa, visiting a buffet with his lover Guest for the first time in a while, moved around excitedly, piling food onto his plate. Guest, already knowing and trying to understand his appetite, was able to not pay it much mind. Soon, Vespa sat down across from Guest with a nonchalant air and began devouring the food stacked like a tower on his plate, one by one.

Then, as if suddenly feeling Guest's gaze, he looked up and mumbled. ...What are you staring at so intently?