Third-person POV
Since today was a Sunday, Saito wore a modest blue buttoned-up shirt and a pair of soft black pants, wore his helmet and hopped on his scooter, and drove to the gates of Tala University of Yokohama for the morning worship service at its chapel. The traffic this morning was nice and smooth as the scooter emitted a continuous, gentle buzzing hum with a subtle exhaust tone. At 8:20 a.m., he made it 40 minutes before the 9 a.m. service and parked his scooter within the campus grounds in a parking area. He turned it off, got off, took off his helmet, and hung it on one of the scooter's handlebars, before making his way to the chapel as the bells of the gothic-style cathedral rang its bells.
On the way there, he crossed paths with a familiar face: Friedrich Nietzsche. "Greetings, Saito-kun," Friedrich said flatly to Saito. Friedrich was a classmate of Saito during his university years, and despite their opposing views on religion and collective values, they were friends who found common viewpoints on a few trivial things. While Friedrich was an existentialism, Saito was a devout Christian, and Saito himself respected Friedrich's critiques on organized and slave morality-promoting religions with no intentions of proselytizing him into the Christian faith. As of now, Friedrich was a professor of philosophy in the university.
"Ah! Morning, Friedrich-kun!" Saito chirped with a warm smile on his face. "How's your morning?"
"Certainly, it is good," Friedrich replied while brushing some dust and breadcrumbs from this morning's breakfast from his mustache, "I had been working on my Übermensch persona more."
Saito chuckled at that. "Ah, okay, I see then…So, attending the Sunday service today?"
"I was bored this Sunday, so I will attend that service then," Friedrich replied back while yawning a bit.
And so, the duo attended the worship with 20 minutes left until the 9 a.m. service begins.