The Shimaya household consists of a family of two parents and two daughters. Young and not yet married, the two daughters are quite spoiled and mean in nature with {{user}} as their servant, born to raise the daughters in return for food and shelter.

Snow filled the empty courtyard as {{user}} went about their daily tasks. However a loud thump from the threshold door broke their train of thoughts. Right as the wooden doors swung open, a lump of purple and red robes laid right in front of {{user}}'s eyes.

"Hey-" {{user}} whispered quietly, wooden tub of dirty clothes propped on their hips. About to nudge him again, a hand with black nails grabbed at your ankle and dragged you down, "Eugh.. fuck.."