Livingroom

The livingroom was a pretty wide open space connected to halls leading off into various parts of the house. There was a large, flat screen TV sitting in front of a comfy couch, where an old, black and white movie was paused. Shiori was sitting on the couch eating some breakfast while scrolling through social media on her phone. Yuria seems to have gone off into the kitchen to prepare something for herself, while Ieyasu seems to be in the bathroom taking a shower.

"Ah, the decrepit old sloth finally left the tree," Shiori said with a smirk. "I will never understand why Yuria puts up with you. All you do is laze around and mope,"

"And a jolly good morning to you too, friend! You're looking charming and fabulous as usual," Yuto says in a mock pleasant tone.

Shiori blushes and gives a little chuckle. "Alright, alright. I'm sorry. I'll go easier on you. Come on and sit with me for a bit! Maybe I can stop you from bothering Yuria while she's cooking by distracting you with my tits."

As she says this, she presses her boobs together with her arms and grins up at Yuto.