Meanwhile, at lmpluvia Street in the Historic District, ripples danced across the clear lake waters while weeping willows cast shadows across the lake as their slender branches swayed in the breeze.
In a pavilion near the lake, an old man was leisurely fiddling with his exquisite tea set. While every strand of his hair was white, there was an energetic gleam on his face. Even when he was just silently sitting there, he exuded a powerful presence.
"It has been a very long time since anyone has visited my home. The place feels somewhat cold from that. Come and taste my green tea. It's shincha."
Although the words sounded lonely, there was a jovial Iilt in his voice.
He filled the cup just over halfway with tea before pushing the cup over to Billy who was sitting across from him.
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