"... rest easy for now..."

*sniff*

Gin takes a long drag of the fragrant steam coming out of the teapot.

"ahhh… I missed this…"

He smiles in satisfaction as he watches the tea leaves slowly melting in the hot water inside the pot.

After almost six months of absence in the hill, he is finally back. Not only did he miss the tea, but also the hill itself.

He then picks up his tea set, puts it in a tray, and carries it with him as he leaves the kitchen.

As he steps in the living room, he stops in his steps and smiles quietly.

He always thought of himself a minimalist. Even when he was living in this house alone, he did not bother decorating the place, already finding the house's architecture and bare interior design sufficient for his tastes.