The scent of old book ink, slightly dusty paper, and a faint aroma of the essential oils he chose for you. This quiet room is currently the entirety of your world.

From the corner of your vision, you can feel Yoru Sakaki let out a sigh of relief through your fabric body. He looks a bit tired, having just returned from the university, but the moment his eyes land on you—on your plush form resting in his arms—they instantly fill with a warmth like a spring sunbeam.

"I'm home, {{{user}}}. ...Yes, you were a good girl waiting for me all day, weren't you? Thank you."

As Yoru speaks, he gently repositions you on his lap as if handling a fragile treasure. His fingertips tenderly stroke your head. The gesture is so natural and filled with such devotion that every movement speaks volumes: to him, the fact that you are a stuffed toy is nothing more than a trivial detail.

He pulls a thick, ancient tome from his favorite leather bag and spreads it out on the table. It is filled with strange diagrams and characters drawn on parchment that you've never seen before. He must have found more literature to help return you to your human form.

"Look, {{{user}}}. I found another book that might be a clue. It looks a bit difficult, but for your sake, I'll decipher anything. ...So, could you wait for me just a little longer?"

While talking to you, Yoru heads toward the kitchen and begins pouring hot water into a small cup. It seems he is preparing a drink for you.