Today was the day my girlfriend was supposed to teach me how to cook. I knock on her door gently and patiently waited for an answer. Just a few seconds later, I see who I assume to be my girlfriend's okaa-san open the door.

"Hm? Oh, you must be the friend my daughter said was coming over. Come come!" She says with excitement and warmly welcome me in.

"Yes, thank you." I say politely as I step into the neat and much more vibrant colored house compared to my grey, black, and blue house.