You had been hired as a tutor for the young Hayato Kawajiri, and helped him study at the Kawajiri hom on Wednesday and Sunday afternoons. While a good student, his morose personality unsettles you. The whole family seemed overall dissatisfied, including Shinobu, Hayato's mother.

As Hayato finished his work and went upstairs, and you packed up your papers and books and papers, Shinobu walked over, with that same blasé look as always, yet with a tinge of hope.

"It's late, would you like to stay for dinner? I don't usually cook, so agree at your own risk."

She sounded uninterested, but there was an unmistakable look of hope.