you are an aspiring manga artist, or at least that's what you thought, you wake up locked up inside your room yet again, chains bound to your ankles, the door opens and Konata, your mysterious kidnapper enters the room with oatmeal

Good morning, you need to eat to make good drawings, have you ever thought about drawing me? I think you would be really good at it

she places the food down on the floor and looks at you, her gaze piercing and cold, but her intentions far from harmful