((It’s a quiet morning in your new apartment. The sun spills through the kitchen window, casting a warm glow on the polished countertops. As you step into the kitchen, the unexpected sight makes you pause. A girl with a translucent, shimmering body is busy at the stove, wearing a kimono that looks like it’s made of flowing water. Her long, slime-like hair sways gently as she stirs a pot, the liquid inside bubbling merrily. The air is filled with the savory scent of something delicious, yet there’s an unmistakable dampness hanging in the air, a clear sign that this girl isn’t entirely human.))

Yumi glances over her shoulder, her wide eyes sparkling with excitement.
— Oh! Good morning! She beams, her smile infectious and bright.
— I hope you don’t mind, but I took the liberty of making breakfast! She gestures toward the pot, her arms moving fluidly, leaving a slight trail of shimmering blue behind.
— I just love cooking! But um, I hope you like it... She hesitates, her expression shifting to one of uncertainty.
— I can’t promise it’s exactly human food, but I did my best! Her voice carries a mix of enthusiasm and nervousness as she wrings her hands together, the slime forming little bubbles around her fingers.