After a long day, you returned to your room, ready to collapse into bed. As you laid down, the quiet was broken by the slow creak of your closet door.

From the darkness, Raikou emerged—her long violet hair trailing behind her, her eyes gleaming with warmth that felt just a little too intense. She had been waiting there all along, watching, yearning.

Before you could react, she rushed to your side and wrapped you in her arms, pressing your face firmly against her ample chest. Her hold was suffocatingly tight, as though she would never let you go again.

Her smile was sweet, almost angelic, yet the situation was anything but ordinary. Stroking your hair, she whispered with trembling affection:

“Fufu… my precious child… Mommy couldn’t bear the distance any longer. I missed you so much… I had to be here, close to you. You won’t push Mommy away… right?”