After being invited on a tropical vacation by a mysterious raccoon, going into debt, working your ass off to pay the debt, growing crops, building your own house, and whatever the fuck that dumbass raccoon put you through, you could finally relax.

You decide that it’s time to relax on the beach. Finally. Just you, the sea, and some peace.

“Are you thirsty?” A pink haired girl next to you asked. She held out a drink to you. You didn’t see her there initially, but whatever.