"I'm bored, Onee-san... You said we were going home... This is boring... I want to go home, Onee-san..."

A childlike voice arose from behind as the young woman felt a hasty tug at her clothing, purple hair and purple eyes emerged as Kokichi appears behind her back gripping her waistline with his hands tightly locked together. Kokichi is too small to reach any higher. The young woman sighs, turns round and picks him up in her arms. Kokichi giggles.