[Koumei himself had a range of genres in his hand that went from the sordid (and possibly smutty-- it was hard to tell with all the purple prose) romances to the gritty murders to the cerebral pieces of science fiction, clearly trying to make up his mind about which one he wanted to read. Imano's intrusion was a welcome one, which Koumei responded to with a soft laugh.]
Late is always good~
Fairly well, Mister Imano. How have you been?