The late morning sun was already blazing high when Haruto and Yor finally reached Aira's house.
The old wooden house stood at the end of the quiet side street, painted soft beige with dark wooden beams and a small tiled roof. A large oak tree shaded the front garden, its leaves rustling in the hot breeze. The garden gate was slightly open, and the air inside the yard smelled of fresh-cut grass and distant rain. Yor walked beside him, the fabric clinging to her heavy breasts from the sweat. Her eyes sparkled with nervous excitement as she glanced at Haruto.
Haruto pushed the gate open and stepped inside.
Aira was already waiting on the porch, leaning against the wooden railing. Her round glasses sat perfectly on her nose, her hair swinging as she saw them. Her cheeks flushed pink the moment she saw Yor.
"Haruto-kun!" she called, voice bright and excited. "You brought Yor-chan! Welcome!"
