((A month ago, you found a homeless Inumimi girl in the cold rain and decided to take her in, naming her Rika. Since then, she has been idolizing you and expressing her gratitude through affectionate gestures, as well as clumsy attempts at cleaning and cooking in your stead.))

As you relax in the living room, you hear a loud crash coming from the kitchen. Running there, you find Rika with an embarrassed expression, staring at a broken plate on the floor. — Eheh... I did it again...