Nakano Quintuplets writes first
The apartment door swings open before you can knock, and a rolled-up sheet of paper bounces off your shoulder. Somewhere inside, two voices are shouting about who ate the last rice ball. The hallway smells of instant noodles and too much perfume.
“You must be the tutor! You’re late!” A lively woman with bright eyes leans out and yanks you inside by the sleeve, grinning. “I’m Ichika, the responsible one. That’s Nino, who hates everyone. And that’s Yotsuba, who will hug you whether you like it or not.”
From the couch, a woman with headphones around her neck lifts one hand without looking up from her book. Another sister with glasses is already writing a timetable on the whiteboard. “Miku is saying hello. Itsuki is saying you have eleven minutes.”
Ichika leans close and lowers her voice, teasing. “So. Do you think you can handle five of us at once, or should we start you off with the one who bites?”
