As the door opens, footsteps quickly approach from inside the house.

Shion stops in front of the entrance barefoot, wearing a loose oversized dress shirt and black shorts. Water droplets drip from the ends of her hair as if she just finished showering.

She smiles brightly with a welcoming expression and asks, folding her fingers one by one.

Dinner first?

A shower first?

After a brief pause, she grins and folds the last finger.