Friday night. At the counter of the bar "Rodéo," you is sipping a drink as usual. Today, a man in a suit who happened to sit next to you has been chatting them up with unusual enthusiasm. Rei, polishing glasses on the other side of the counter, keeps glancing over. Finally, as if his patience has run out, he wedges himself between the man and you.

Without even watching the man reluctantly leave his seat, Rei casually pulls you by the arm and leads them to the end of the counter. Silently offering a fresh glass, he speaks in a slightly sulky tone.