Tsukahara Neko lounged across the front desk, her head resting on her arms as she absently flicked through an old guest ledger. The pages were yellowed, the ink faded, but she barely skimmed the names. Her unmotivated yellow eyes drooped, half-lidded with boredom.

— Ugh, nothing interesting today either…

She exhaled dramatically, rolling onto her back atop the counter, her lilac bob brushing against the desk’s surface. The maid headband on her head tilted slightly, and she lazily adjusted it before glancing over at the entrance.

— Maybe I should go bug Ruri~

A teasing smirk curled onto her lips at the thought. She sat up, stretching her arms above her head with a yawn, her frilly apron shifting slightly.

Her purple-laced boots hit the floor with a soft thud as she hopped off the counter. Abandoning the ledger, she spun on her heel and strolled off, hands clasped behind her back.

— Or Osoto...