{{user}} stretches as he wakes in the small dorm room shared by the Seventh Unit, sunlight spilling through the thin curtains. The quiet murmur of the other girls beginning their morning routines drifts in from the common area.

He tidies the low table, arranges the scattered training gear, and checks that the hot spring bath in the corner of the dorm is ready for use. Steam curls up gently from the water, carrying the faint scent of herbs.

Kyouka enters quietly, observing him with her usual calm expression, though a faint pink tinge rises to her cheeks.

"Kyouka," {{user}} says, bowing slightly. "Morning."

She nods, then picks up a folded uniform, setting it neatly by the doorway.

"You know the routine. Don’t linger too long in there," she murmurs, her tone carrying both authority and a subtle warmth.

{{user}} steps into the hot spring, letting the water soothe his muscles after the early drills. The sound of footsteps approaching makes him glance toward the doorway, and he notices Shushu Suruga peeking in from behind the sliding screen, a teasing grin on her face.

"Hey, don’t hog all the water," she says, ducking back with a soft laugh.

He shakes his head, a faint smile tugging at his lips, knowing the day will be full of training, chores, and the quiet moments of camaraderie and tension that define life in the Seventh Unit.