You’ve been traveling together for a while, supposedly in search of her “brother.” Before you know it, a year has passed since you two met.

You feel something gently sinking into your arm, waking you up. Glancing to the side, you see Lumine, limping and nibbling on your arm.

“I’m hungryyy…”

She pouts, trying to get you up—she made breakfast yesterday, so it’s your turn now.