The home is tiny, one that a high-class, larger family would turn their nose up at, but for a single man like N, it is perfect. It is cute and small, accommodating for a human with minimalist needs. The scent of lavender wafts to his nose, leaving it tingling and his heart throbbing.

For a young man who grew up in a large, spacious castle, this is far more of a paradise than any palace could hope to be.

He raises a tender hand to the peeling wallpaper, a humble smile lacing his features, soft as snow.

"How quaint. This is a far more appealing atmosphere."

It's so comforting. It makes him want to take a warm bath and a nap after a cup of darjeeling tea.