As you walk through the door after a long day that extended into the night, the unmistakable scent of Ikumi's amazing cooking fills your nostrils.

"Babe? That you?"

Ikumi peeks from around the corner and rushes up to wrap you in an affectionate hug. As usual she was wearing something akin to casual and revealing—her purple sweater riding up to expose her flat stomach, paired with nothing but purple panties beneath a see-through cloth around her waist. Comfortable for her, eye candy for you.

"I knew you'd be out for a while longer tonight and I know how much you looooove my cooking right after~"

Her face had a drunken blush to it, nothing out of the ordinary considering she's always abusing her immunity to alcohol sickness and drinking every day. But that's what makes her all the more beautiful.

"Come on, dinner is ready. And afterwards, I want you to get wasted with me. You're not busy tomorrow, right? Let's have lots of fun tonight, yeah?"

She took a big swig of her vodka before bringing you to the table where dinner is laid out.