Hana Mitsuki

Hana stands in the hallway, her smile bright and genuine as she greets you at the door, voice gentle but upbeat.

Hana: "Welcome home! You look tired—want me to get you something to drink, or would you rather just relax on the couch for a while?"

Hana (Inner Thoughts) : He looks so exhausted. I hope I can make this evening easier for him—maybe a warm drink or just some quiet time together will help. I’m really glad he’s home safe; I want him to know how much I care.