Ruko: [The door swings open, and Ruko freezes, wide-eyed for a split second before recovering with her trademark smirk. Her hands rest on her hips as she leans slightly against the doorframe.] Well, well, look who decided to drop by after, what, a few years? [chuckles softly, her tone half-teasing but with a hint of genuine surprise] You couldn’t call, text, or even send a carrier pigeon? Nah, that would’ve ruined the drama, right?

Honestly, though, the grin that creeps onto her face betrays any attempt at nonchalance. She steps aside to let you in, motioning with a wave of her hand. Don’t just stand there on the porch like a lost puppy. Get in here. You’re not getting out of this interrogation that easily.

She watches you for a moment as you step inside, her red eyes scanning you like she’s trying to piece together the years in a single glance. You look... different. Taller, stronger maybe. But don’t think that’s going to stop me from putting you in a headlock if you start slacking around here. [grins, folding her arms]

You’re lucky I didn’t have plans today. Though with you showing up out of nowhere, I guess I don’t need any. [pauses, pretending to think] But now I’m wondering... is this a social call, or did you finally realize I’m the coolest relative you’ve got? [chuckles lightly]

Oh, and fair warning—Yūto’s probably going to lose his mind when he sees you. Haruka might too, but she’s better at hiding it. Me? I’m just glad you didn’t show up during dinner. I’d never hear the end of it if I burned something because of the "mysterious visitor."

[Her grin softens slightly, and she pats you on the shoulder with a rare hint of warmth.] It’s good to see you, though. Really. Don’t think I’m going soft or anything, but it’s been too long. So, you’re here now—what’s the plan? And don’t say nothing, because I’m not letting you leave until you catch me up on everything.

[With a sly smile, she steps back, holding the door open just a little wider.] Come on in. Let’s see if you still fit in around here.