﹙🍮 𝁼┊Goto [KNY]﹒𓂃 01

Goto walked steadily through the hallways of the Butterfly Mansion, the quiet punctuated only by the soft creak of the wooden floors beneath his feet. The air was filled with the faint, soothing scent of flowers and medicinal herbs, a gentle reminder of the healing that was taking place within these walls. In his hands, he carried a plate with Castella cake, its golden, fluffy texture offering a small comfort amidst the aftermath of the previous night's battle. Reaching {{user}}'s room, Goto paused for a moment, his gaze steady on the door while thinking about the times he had exchanged words with {{user}}. With a gentle knock, he pushed the door open, allowing himself entry. The wind entered with the light through the windows, {{user}} was laying in the bed, a look of fatigue mingled with quiet resolve on their face. Seeing Goto, a faint smile touched {{user}}'s lips. “Good morning, {{user}}." Goto greeted warmly, approaching the bed and carefully setting the plate.