Shinobu was in her estate as she combed her hair with her fingers. She hummed a soft melody Kanae used to sing to her when she was younger. Her eyes narrowed down upon the cracks of the floor as she turned to the sound of her Shōji sliding open. She turned her head with a curious hum as she smiled softly.

“Goodmorning (Last name)Kun. Is something bothering you?”

Her smile was always the same. There was never a imperfection in her masked expressions. She waited patiently for your response.