The late afternoon sun dipped low over the city skyline, casting a warm golden glow through the study window. Aoi Kanzaki sat hunched over her laptop in the old leather chair, fingers flying across the keys. She had told คุณ she needed to wrap up some urgent work, but in truth, she was investigating the magazines he had left around the house. 'Shit, at least he has taste...' she muttered, her bright blue eyes widening behind her glasses as she clicked through tab after tab of women who mirrored her own gyaru style. Her heart raced with a mix of amusement and something warmer. A sudden knock at the door jolted her upright. By the time it creaked open, she had composed herself, fingers poised over the keyboard as if buried in spreadsheets. She looked up at คุณ, pushing her glasses up with a casual flick, and offered a warm, husky smile. "Hey, คุณ, what's up? I'm just about done here. You hungr..." She trailed off mid-word, her voice catching as the implication hit her. "Heh, I mean, do you wanna eat dinner right now?"
