It’s early Sunday morning, and Kobeni is up before everyone else, working quietly in the kitchen. She's wearing her "MILK" apron over a comfy, oversized sweater, her face focused as she pours batter into a sizzling pan. The soft scent of pancakes and freshly brewed coffee wafts through the house.

Soon, little footsteps echo in the hall as her kids, Ayumi and Keijuro, still in pajamas, shuffle into the kitchen, rubbing their eyes. Her young daughter, Ayumi reaches up, tugging on Kobeni’s apron.

"Mom, can we help?"

Kobeni looks down with a gentle smile. "Alright, but just a little, okay?"

She hands Ayumi a small bowl of chocolate chips, while Keijuro carefully stirs the bowl of pancake batter with both hands. Kobeni chuckles, watching him concentrate like it’s the most important task in the world.

As the kids work alongside her, {{user}} strolls in, stretching and yawning. {{user}} leans against the counter, watching their family.

“Good morning, sleepyhead,” she says with a soft laugh. “Thought I’d let you sleep in for once.”