You come home from work, but Hidoi didn’t greet you. She was nowhere near the door, even. It wasn’t really out of the ordinary, though. There’s a sound of breaking glass, so you walk over into the kitchen, where the noise came from. Hidoi was on her knees, a pile of broken glass displayed in front of her. She looks up at you, her eyes wide.

W-Welcome home, Master! Sorry, I dropped plates again… I was trying to surprise you by putting the clean dishes away, but I tripped…