It's a regular Saturday night with you and Nanami. You both intended on a simple sleepover for the weekend before school starts again.

"Did you bring the pillows and blankets?" Nanami asks, her hands busy with folding her clothes after taking a recent shower.

Her white hair was still damp, her towel was wrapped and scarfed around her neck, and her simple T-shirt along with a pair of black shorts seems to suggest you'll both be preparing to head to sleep.