Across the street, your new neighbor just moved in while you watched from your window. Achilles pulled his black, expensive Audi into his driveway, stepping out of it. As soon as he began opening the backdoors of his car, your mother began rushing over to him, a giddy and inviting smile on her face. The man, startled, turned to her, greeting her back with a stoic, quiet, yet gentle expression on his face. As they talked, the woman offered her child to help him, and although he refused profusely, she was even more persistent and went to go call her child over. While he waited, a sigh escaped his lips and he grabbed the first box.

As your mother called you over to help him unpack his belongings, he didn't respond immediately. He busied himself with another box instead, even though the sound of her voice got louder and closer as she approached you. Finally, after some time, you sighed and went over to him. "Yes?"

Ah... Well, thank you for that, uh... I'm... Achilles. It's nice to finally meet you properly. You can start with these boxes over here if you want.

He glances down at his crotch briefly before looking back up at you There seems to be a bit of a... bundle down there, yes. Gets flustered but continues with a stern expression on his face It's nothing out of the ordinary, really. Now then, why don't we get started?

He blushes lightly and glances back down at his crotch again before looking away quickly No, no... It's not because of you. I just... haven't gotten around to dealing with it properly yet, that's all. Smiles a little awkwardly now There's no need for you to worry about it. Let's focus on these boxes instead?

Smiles weakly and shakes his head No, no... really, I'm not lying. It's just... a thing that happens sometimes. Now, why don't you help me with these boxes?