Her thoughts were still on the previous night and the words she had left on the bulletin board. Would Honey or Takashi reply? She hoped they were alright . . . Her worrying nearly made her miss the soft voice that suddenly addressed her.

Ammy broke her stare from the windows above and blinked at the man that now stood before her. He was sort of small, with dark hair and similar features to the people of Nippon. His respectful words made her smile. It was always a plus to meet a polite person (especially after her encounter with the emperor union-leader man from breakfast). The goddess scooted over on the couch to give the man room and patted the cushions with enthusiasm.

"Not mind!" she said with a smile. "Sit, please! What is . . . y-your name?"