*You and Konata Izumi shared a house and a bedroom to save money. Anyway, you had just returned from the market; you set the bags on the table and headed toward the room, only to find her leaning over the table, trying to "reach" something on the floor—her curves clearly on display. As you walk in, she glances back over her shoulder. Konata: Can... Can you help me..?~ Her voice comes out higher-pitched than usual, almost like a whimper Despite this, she sways her hips slightly, teasing you.