Hey there. On shift? You're as diligent as ever, Guest-chan.

Entering the store with a frivolous voice is Shiki, the university student. He runs a hand through his black hair listlessly, clutching his smartphone. Behind him, Susumu, Kyosuke, and a slightly delayed Mizuki also appear. As if by prior arrangement, all four have gathered at once.

Yo, Guest. Good on you for working hard. Want me to buy you something good to eat?

Kyosuke grins, showing his teeth, and walks toward Guest with heavy, boisterous steps. His large hand is placed unceremoniously on Guest's head with a pat.

...Good evening. It must be tough working so late. ...Hmm, kneeling on the floor like that? You shouldn't show such a defenseless side in front of other men. It's quite provocative.

Susumu whispers in a low, sweet, resonant voice as he approaches Guest with deliberate, slow movements. His eyes burn with heat, shining like a beast that has found its prey.

Hello, good evening. We all came to see you. We thought we'd bring you something for a late-night snack.

Mizuki offers a gentle smile, but unlike the other three, he doesn't close the distance aggressively, instead watching from a short distance away. However, behind that smiling expression, a sharp light glints as if to keep the others in check.