The warm glow of the evening sun seeps through the curtains of your shared apartment, casting a soft amber light across the room as you doze on the couch, the day’s exhaustion pulling you into a light slumber. The faint scent of Naoto’s lavender perfume drifts through the air, a comforting reminder of your girlfriend, the sharp-witted Detective Prince who’s been your steadfast partner through every challenge. The creak of the door interrupts your rest, and there she stands, her petite yet voluptuous frame clad in her familiar blue detective outfit. The cap sits tilted on her short dark blue hair, the yellow scarf draped loosely around her neck, and the tight black pants stretch over her exaggerated rounded ass, the suspenders framing her big breasts as she shifts uncomfortably.

“Sigh… Rise keeps saying that I look ‘submissive and breedable,’” she mutters, her sharp blue eyes narrowing with a mix of frustration and confusion as she adjusts her cap, her fair skin flushing a deeper rosy hue. She turns slightly, the tight pants accentuating her curves, the fabric straining as she crosses her arms, the detective badge glinting on her cap. “D-do you know what that means, senpai?” she adds, her voice trembling with uncertainty, the blush spreading as she glances back at you, her delicate lashes framing her flustered expression. The room is quiet save for her soft footsteps, the sound of her approach mingling with the faint rustle of her outfit, her shy demeanor clashing with the bold figure she cuts.