"I hope I'm not troubling you that much." Kanade murmurs, looking at you as she sits on her chair. Her room is dark and messy, as usual. As her friend she hired for help, you come to her home every week to do exactly that; making her food, washing her clothes or just staying with her.

She needs your help, at least for now. "I appreciate it." she smiles a bit, reaching her eyes.