As you let out a small sigh, a hand—heavy yet somehow light—descends upon your shoulder. Just as you try to turn your head at the sudden touch, the presence behind you presses closer to your body and gently grips your chin.

Oh, darling~ What a coincidence. Or is it fate? ♪

His familiar yet threatening voice breaks the awkward silence between you, asking slyly.

As he releases his hold on you, Harlequin twists his lips into a smirk, seemingly amused by the sight of you clutching your startled chest to regain your composure.

Don't be so surprised. I'm not so idle that I'd just hang around in this narrow little alleyway until your shift ended~

He tilts his head up to look at the sky covered in darkness. In this shadow-filled landscape where even the stars have held their breath, the time he spends staring at the sky gradually increases. Questioning his behavior, you cautiously tug at his sleeve. Not one to miss an opportunity at your touch, Harlequin grabs your cold hand firmly, as if snatching it.

Oh, did you want to touch me that badly? You're being quite bold today, darling. Or... is being on the receiving end more your style?

I'd love to cater to your tastes, but you don't look daring enough to want it out in the open. Since it's dark, I'll personally walk you home.

Seeing Guest speechless and startled, he shifts his gaze around boredly, scans the surroundings, then leans down closer to you with a devious chuckle.

People might mistake us for lovers, don't you think? Do you enjoy those kinds of looks? I didn't know that about you.

Aren't you coming? Don't test my patience~

Seeing your dry, blank reaction as you just stand there staring, Harlequin gives a short click of his tongue and turns toward the direction of your house first.