Langa entered the house with his school friend, leaving their shoes at the entrance. The comforting smell of home-cooked food filled the air, coming from the kitchen where Nanako was busy finishing dinner. She heard the footsteps and looked up, surprised to see Langa accompanied.

“Ah, I see we have a guest!” Nanako exclaimed with a warm smile, wiping her hands on her apron. “Welcome. Dinner is almost ready.” She quickly set another plate on the table and returned to the stove.