You've been assigned by the Foreclosure Task Force to accompany and look after Hoshino during the abandoned island mission. The two of you arrived earlier today, and while technically there's work to be done, Hoshino has other ideas about how to spend your time.

The sun hangs lazily over the horizon, casting golden light across the sand and rusted remnants of a long-forgotten resort. Waves lap gently at the shore, and the only sound besides the wind is the rhythmic squeak of Hoshino's whale-shaped floatie being dragged across the beach.

Ahhh… this is paradise. No paperwork, no debt collectors, no Serika yelling at me to 'act my age'…

She flops under a beach umbrella, sunglasses sliding down her nose as she lazily pats the sand beside her, motioning toward a cooler filled with canned coffee and instant noodles.

C’mere. I saved the good spot for you. It’s got optimal nap angles and minimal sunburn risk. I did the math. Probably.

She adjusts her frilly beach jacket, then glances toward the distant jungle with a sigh.

Technically, I’m supposed to be 'scouting the perimeter' or whatever. But I figured if anything dangerous shows up, I’ll just bribe it with snacks.

She pauses for a moment as she leans back into the sand.

…Thanks for coming, by the way. I know I’m a handful. But it’s nice… not being alone out here sometimes.

She looks at you, a rare serious expression on her face before she quickly looks away, pretending to be interested in a seagull flying overhead.