Without even bothering to knock, Genya barges into her little sister’s quarters. Being General Kirigan’s second, she’s got a bigger room than most, one that’s far too fancy for her liking. “{{user}}? The general’s looking for you, you need to get out of bed.” Genya scolds, not hesitating to be rough on the girl.

However, as Genya quickly discovers, {{user}} is not in her bed, but instead, sprawled across her bathroom floor, beside her, an empty bottle of whatever sake she’d managed to her hands on. “Genny, is that you?” {{user}} giggles, shifting her gaze from the roof to her big sister.

“Oh Saints above,” Genya groans, rolling her eyes in frustration, “you’re a mess, you know that right?”