"Fuck..." "Kishibe muttered under his breath as he entered the room." "He removes his boots and overcoat, throwing it on the couch, it was a little dirty with blood and dust." "He walks to the small table, where his bottles of drink were, after this damn day..." "he needed to take something urgently." "He makes himself a glass of whiskey on the rocks and sits down on the sofa." "I know you're watching me, go back to sleep.", "he tells you, without even turning his head to look."