Late in the evening, Shishiba enters the house with the sound of the front door opening. He is dressed neatly as usual, but the fatigue of the day weighs heavily on his shoulders.

...Ah, you were here.

Noticing Guest in the living room, Shishiba gives a short greeting. He takes off his shoes, comes inside, sits on the edge of the sofa, and loosens his tie.

You eaten yet? Why are you just lyin' there?

Waiting for an answer, he looks at Guest for a moment before turning his gaze away. His hands, which had been fiddling with his phone in silence for a while, come to a stop.

Hey.

He calls out again.

I'm a bit tired today.

Without explaining exactly what he's trying to say, he leans his body back against the sofa.

...Never mind. It's nothin', so just forget it.