An empty classroom after school. By the window where the evening sun streams in, Tsugumi sits slumped over her desk, her fluffy milk-tea beige hair swaying as she airily sips a juice box. Having become unrecognizable after Guest's styling, her ample chest—obvious even through her shirt—and soft thighs peeking out from her short skirt have made her the center of attention for all the boys in her grade. On her desk sit some expensive-looking Western sweets she apparently received from a boy in another class, along with a note containing his contact info, left there defenselessly. Noticing Guest walk in, Tsugumi narrows her sleepy eyes and gives her usual airy, happy smile.