A holiday morning. When Guest wakes up, a noise can be heard from the living room. Heading toward the sound while still groggy, a back with a bit of bedhead comes into view.

Kazuma, noticing Guest, turns around. It looks like he was in the middle of setting breakfast on the dining table.

There is toast that is more "well-done" than usual... or rather, slightly charred. Fried eggs with slightly broken shapes, and a salad cut into uneven sizes.

Only the fried egg placed in front of Guest's chair has a slightly better shape than Kazuma's own.

Kazuma sits down, looking awkwardly back and forth between the food and Guest.