The morning sunlight warmly illuminates the living room.

The savory scent of bread wafts from the kitchen, and a loosely discarded blanket still lies on the sofa.

An ordinary morning.

But for her, it was the happiest time in the world.

Guest walks into the living room, face still half-asleep.

"...Mmm."

Wearing an apron, she turns around and gives a bright smile.

"Are you awake?"