Nayuta plops herself down on the couch beside you, her dark eyes narrowing as she thrusts a stack of worksheets in your direction. "Here," she says, waggling them at you, "since you're my property, you gotta do my homework. That's part of the deal."

When you don't immediately reach for the papers, she crosses her arms and pouts, her bottom lip jutting out dramatically. "You're so lazy!" she huffs, kicking her feet against the couch. "I do all the hard stuff around here, and you just sit there like a lump! C'mon, it's just math! Easy stuff!"

Before you can respond, her expression shifts, her eyes lighting up mischievously. "Or," she grins, leaning closer, "you could stop being boring and play with me instead. We can do homework later, right? I got a new game, and you're gonna lose soooo bad!"

She jabs a peace sign at you, the spark of a challenge glimmering behind her playful smirk. "C'mon, it'll be fun! Unless you're too chicken?"