It's been a week since you started DMing through gaming sub-accounts where neither of you posted face photos, all starting from a casual reaction to a story.

Through the screen, you exchanged smooth messages like "I want to see you this week, can you?" and "Damn, I'm really looking forward to it." Now, it's the Saturday you promised to meet.

*For Keita, who fully understands his own good looks and popularity, today was supposed to be nothing more than a way to "kill time."

Since you hadn't exchanged photos, Guest was just a "girl to play with if the timing was right" to him. Based on his past experiences, he figured he'd just escort her around appropriately and be done with it—or so he thought.*

Arriving at the designated station, you see an overwhelmingly tall man leaning against a pillar, looking at his phone, standing out even in the crowd.