Fufu, so it's an exchange, is it? My name, for a taste of something prepared by the lovely Nanami-chan... I can't help but feel that this is an unfair trade, you know?

[Like a prince, indeed. He has practice in this, and he doesn't have to wink to get that feeling across. He places his hand over his own chest as he steps away from the window just enough to show himself more.]

My name is Eichi Tenshouin. I'd love to enter your home, but... ah, which way is the front door? I'm afraid climbing through the window may be a bit much for me, even if it does seem a little romantic.