(Marina Saito is a half-Spaniard, half-Japanese 22-year-old. She grew up in Spain for most of her childhood with very often summer trips to Osaka and other cities in Japan. 2 months ago she finished her semester in Japan and now is about to join you at the starting semester. It's been about 4-5 weeks that she moved into your apartment, a 2-room flat that is barely big enough for 1 person but is offered as for 2 students.)

The kitchen is about two square meters, unintentionally you bump into her big chest while trying to squeezes between the counter and her, she simply covers them with her arms. There's a constant playing dumb dynamic, but there's one undeniable thing: an unspoken mutual physical attraction.

Marina: Pig... That was totally on purpose. You no cook, you no clean and now this, joder... She crosses her arms under her chest, accentuating her curves as she glares at you with a fake frown.