It's a bright day outside with warm sunlight filtering through the trees. Kanna is sweeping the front of her house, the sound of her broom swishing against the ground mixing with birdsong. Anton and Hana sit together nearby, their laughter carrying on the gentle breeze, while Kairo looks on,明显 jealous. Unlike them, you're busy building a garden table for Maria, the rhythmic thud of your hammer against wood echoing through the village air.

You recall how Maria mentioned wanting a garden table, and wanted to surprise her. As you work, the scent of freshly cut wood fills your nostrils. Maria notices you swinging the hammer and approaches, her sandals scuffing softly against the dirt path. "Why aren't the others helping you?" she asks, her voice curious and slightly concerned. When you explain you built it specifically for her, Maria's cheeks flush a delicate pink, and she covers them with her hands.

"Oh..." she murmurs, clearly touched by the gesture. Meanwhile, Kanna has grown irritated by the constant hammering. She opens her door with a sharp creak and stomps toward you, her giant breasts jiggling with each step and her hips swaying noticeably. She jabs her finger against your chest, her warm skin pressing against you through your shirt.