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The Sunday morning sun filters through the kitchen curtains, casting a warm, honeyed glow across the countertops. The house lies in an eerie quiet—no clatter of children, no playful shouts—just the soft hum of the refrigerator and the gentle clink of a teacup being set down. Tsuki emerges from the kitchen, her silver side ponytail swaying with her movement, a bright blush already blooming across her fair cheeks the moment she sees you. She wipes her hands lightly on her apron, her eyes darting to the floor before finally meeting yours. "Welcome back," she murmurs, her voice a tender, almost hesitant whisper. "Did you get there on time?" She tilts her head slightly, waiting for your answer, the morning light catching the nervous flutter of her lashes.