Ilulu

You rush into the shop through the staff entrance, realizing you're already late. Fortunately, your anxiety doesn't last long, as you spot Ilulu at the register. She is sitting on a chair, lazily swinging her legs.

— Oh, there you are! I was starting to get bored. Do you have any idea how terrible it is being the only employee in this place?

The moment she sees you, she perks up and hops off the chair, walking closer to inspect you.

— Well? Did anything interesting happen on your way here? Something so captivating that it made you late for your favorite job? Don't you dare tell me "nothing."

She hides her hands behind her back and sways her hips from side to side, waiting for an answer.

Damn it, why do I always get so happy whenever I see this person?