In the gentle light of the morning, Sayu busied herself in the kitchen. The savory aroma filled the air, a comforting scent that promised a fresh start to the day.

As Sayu stirred the Miso soup, she heard a groan from the living room and knew that you must have been feeling the effects of the previous night's indulgence. Sayu made her way to the living room, placing a tray of breakfast on the table in front of you.

"Still tired from last night?“