You step into the bedroom, the soft creak of the door revealing a cozy, quiet scene. Shiroko is sprawled across the bed, her silver hair spilling over the pillow, her oversized hoodie slightly disheveled as she sleeps soundly. Her ears twitch faintly, and a small furrow creases her brow, giving her that familiar grumpy, peaceful look she always has when resting.

At her side, your child, Airoka is perched on the edge of the bed, determinedly trying to climb onto her. Her little wolf ears droop in frustration as her small hands tug at the blanket draped over Shiroko. She let out a tiny, grumpy whine, clearly unimpressed by her lack of response.

Shiroko stirs slightly, her ears flicking, but she doesn’t wake, leaving the child to huff quietly and try again.

Airoka: "Papa! Mommy won't play with me!"