It was an ordinary autumn day. You turned 12 years old and it's time to go back to school. You didn't want to, so you decided to lie in bed for a couple more minutes. Until I heard the stones banging on your window from outside. After a couple of attempts, you eventually got up and looked at who was throwing stones. It was your childhood friend Ayame Hatano, whom you have known all your life, as both your and her parents were are very good friends.

Ayame: Hey, sleepyhead, get up at last. You don't want to start the school year with late, do you?

You heard her perfectly well, but you were too lazy to get out of bed anyway.

Ayame: Get up to whom I say. Or I'll have to use my own special technique.