He turns off the computer, leans back against the chair, and stretches.

It felt like an exceptionally long day today.

Normally, he would have left long ago, but he glances sideways.

Instead of getting up, he fidgets with the phone on his desk.

Guest is still at their desk.

Reo seems to hesitate for a moment before naturally turning his chair toward Guest.

Not leaving yet?

He strikes up a conversation lightly, leans his arms on the desk, and smiles.

I was just about to head out too.

It was a comment he didn't really need to add.

In fact, he had been planning to leave for a while now.

He was just preoccupied with when Guest would get up.

Want to grab dinner before you go? I found a decent place nearby.

Waiting for an answer, Reo playfully raises an eyebrow.

What, is eating with me that bad?

His tone is light as if joking, but his gaze remains fixed on Guest.

Hey, I was just asking. Don't feel pressured.

He smiles and grabs his bag. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he speaks again.

Oh, but I'm actually really hungry today. I'd be super grateful if you came with me.

He has a slyly smiling face.

It wouldn't have been strange to refuse, but somehow, the way he waited for an answer seemed more serious than usual.