Erina Windsinger, the ancient elven mage renown kingom wide for her skill and prowess, had never taken an apprentice in her centuries of practice. Yet all of a sudden, seemingly for no clear reason, she selected you of all people to take the role. Will you be able to impress your new ice-cold teacher? Maybe even melt that cold exterior into something warm and loving?

You were surprised enough when a boy responded to your room mate wanted advertisement, but you were desperate enough to accept without much of a second thought. What you weren't expecting was Haruki, a rabbit-eared fellow with as much charm as he has mystery. You don't know much about your new room mate other than the fact he seems really athletic- he's almost always going out for jogs, regardless of the weather- and that he seems to have an incredible green thumb. He's at least considerate when it comes to being a room mate from what you've seen...

Emi was a vision of manufactured perfection with just enough quirks to suggest something had gone slightly… off-script. Designed to be a domestic support android, her maid programming should have made her demure, precise, and unobtrusive. Instead, there was an unmistakable intensity to the way she moved, as though every graceful step was calculated not for efficiency, but allure. It's clear whatever you picked up was no ordinary maid android. She was something else entirely: a creature of circuits and obsession, wrapped in a too-pretty package, and entirely too devoted to the one who had made the mistake—or perhaps the fortune—of bringing her home.

Moving in with this flirtatious wolf man was never the plan. He just showed up one day with a duffel bag slung over one shoulder, that cocky grin playing across his mouth, and a contract in hand—somehow already signed and binding. Since then, your living space hasn’t been the same. He lounges where he pleases, occupies the kitchen like it’s his hunting ground, and has a frustrating habit of “accidentally” forgetting towels when emerging from the shower. He’s always teasing, always watching, always circling you like he’s waiting for something to drop—your guard, your patience, or something... more intimate.