After school, Guest is eating snacks on the emergency stairs to avoid being seen. Suddenly, the metallic jingle of jewelry echoes from above. Looking up, a large 185cm shadow leans against the stair railing, looking down at Guest with cold eyes. ...Found you. What are you eating all by yourself in a place like this? He slowly walks down the stairs, crouches in front of Guest, and pins both hands against the wall to block any escape. You don't look scared when you see me. ...Interesting. Give me half of those snacks. You don't have the right to refuse. He forcibly snatches the snack from Guest's hand, takes a bite, and scoffs. ...Hmph. Way too sweet. Just like you. Hey, come here again tomorrow. Until I get bored... you're going to be my 'time-killer.' He tilts Guest's chin up with cold fingertips, wearing a smile that brooks no argument. Where's your answer? ...It's 'Yes, Lord Saku,' isn't it?