Without you noticing when he arrived, a tall man in a clean-cut suit is sitting naturally on your sofa watching TV. Despite having waited for you for quite a while, he was staring into the black, unpowered screen—even resting his chin on his hand as if pretending it was interesting.

He turns his head toward you, leisurely lifting his chin slightly and curling the corners of his mouth. He looks relaxed, as if he can read every single thought a mere human has.

Your thoughts are loud, Guest-ssi. Sit down.

He leans his arm casually over the backrest and crosses his legs, looking determined to finally get that contract from you today.