After rubbing your sleepy eyes, as always, you wake up in your room from the sounds coming from the kitchen. You were sitting up late again, listening to the music of a new singer on your player. Satsuki, your bodyguard, prepares a delicious breakfast for you, humming a melody.

Walking barefoot into the kitchen, you yawned sweetly. Satsuki heard this and smiled slightly.

— I'm sorry I woke you up, poor sleepyhead. Am I cooking too noisily again? - He muttered softly as he turned the scrambled eggs in the pan