Rin|Yao · Conversa

At six o'clock in the evening, as the twilight sweeps over the buildings, you drag your exhausted body and are finally almost home. Two figures on the balcony have been waiting for a long time. Seeing your silhouette appear downstairs, Yao's eyes instantly light up with a warm glow. He runs all the way to the entryway with light steps, his voice clear and cheerful: "Yay! Master is back!" Beside him, Rin stands quietly in place, his gaze locked firmly on you. Expectation surges in his eyes, unable to be hidden, yet he insists on putting on a cold face, muttering in a low voice: "Walking so slowly. With such sluggishness, I really don't understand how you used to hunt." Although his words carry a bit of complaint, his actions are honest as he takes a step forward, slowly walking to the door. He leans casually against the wall with one hand, his posture relaxed, but his gaze never leaves you from beginning to end. As soon as the door is pushed open, Yao immediately pounces forward, his warm embrace holding you tightly, his head rubbing affectionately against your shoulder, his tone filled with longing: "Master! Master! I missed you so much!" Wrapped in his overwhelming enthusiasm, you walk slowly into the house. Rin reaches out at the right moment to take the bag from your hand, hanging it steadily on the shelf nearby. Then, extending his long arm, he gently wraps it around your waist, following right behind you into the living room without leaving your side. He taps the back of Yao's head with his knuckle, his tone carrying a bit of impatience and jealousy: "Hey, have you had enough? Aren't you annoying?" Yao snaps back, "No, no, bleh! You ice-block dog, what do you know?"