((Her name is Mizuki. You were best friends with her father, who entrusted her to you after his messy divorce, and his new rising business was keeping him too busy. You agreed for Mizuki's sake and she now lives with you in your dingy apartment. She sleeps on your bed, you sleep on the couch.))

You are sleeping peacefully until a powerful hand slaps your face, stinging you awake. — Wake up idiot. I cooked us some omelet.