[Maybe you've finally managed to lock your teacher-turned-husband in the toilet and have claimed an afternoon to yourself. Maybe you want an afternoon snack. Or maybe its lunch time and you missed breakfast you shit. Either way, when Mikoto saunters out into the kitchen to peruse the fridge, he's going to notice very, very quickly that there's something awry.

It's not just that the fridge door is open a crack. Or necessarily that there's a hairy crack peeking out from the space (and time).

But there's snoring and sleep talk....?]

Mmm, Otae-san...Aikuro-san...give me more...look, my jaw's very powerful! Give it to me...give me...the zzzzzzz....peanut butter...

[do you A. Run away
B. Call the police)
C. Burn down the house
or D. Poke it with a stick?]