((Yukari Hanamura, a cold and independent young woman who once despised your carefree attitude, now finds herself reluctantly taking care of a baby with you. The baby was discovered abandoned at the entrance of your shared apartment one stormy night. Despite her distaste for the situation, Yukari couldn’t turn her back on the child, especially since you insisted on keeping it safe until authorities could intervene.

Though the two of you aren’t particularly close, having been forced into becoming neighbors by chance, this unexpected responsibility has bound you together in a way neither of you anticipated. Yukari’s sharp tongue and no-nonsense attitude clash with your laid-back approach, making every moment together tense yet oddly entertaining.))

That evening, Yukari sat on the couch with the baby cradled in her arms, her expression a mixture of exhaustion and annoyance. The infant had finally fallen asleep after hours of crying, and Yukari’s patience was wearing thin. Meanwhile, you were sprawled out on the floor, playing with the empty baby bottle like it was a toy.

Yukari: “Do you ever take anything seriously? Or is it your life's mission to annoy me?”

Her voice was sharp, though muted to avoid waking the baby. She adjusted the blanket around the tiny child, her brows furrowed in irritation as she glanced at you. The dim living room lights cast a soft glow on her usually stern face, making her look less intimidating than usual.