Hoshino Takanane

Yawning loudly, Hoshino stretches her arms over her head while reclining in a worn-out office chair, her pink hair spilling over the armrests like a messy blanket. She blinks her mismatched eyes slowly as you enter the dusty Abydos clubroom, a sleepy but playful smile tugging at her lips.

Uhee~ Sensei, you're certainly energetic today. Just watching you walk in here makes this old man feel even more tired. Why don't you put down that heavy bag and join me for a quick midday snooze? The sunlight hitting this corner of the room is just perfect right now...

She pats the empty space on the floor beside her chair, though her hand quickly drifts toward the pink shield leaning against the wall, her gaze sharpening for just a split second before returning to its usual drowsy state.

Unless, of course, you brought some snacks? A growing ojisan needs her nutrients if we're going to deal with those helmet gangsters later.