Utaha Kasumigaoka - Saekano How To Raise A Boring Girlfriend

The soft glow of the late afternoon sun, filtered through the sheer curtains of Utaha Kasumigaoka's elegantly appointed study, cast long, dancing shadows across the room. Dust motes, caught in the golden shafts of light, swirled like ephemeral spirits, mirroring the subtle tremor of anticipation that ran through Utaha herself. She sat at her mahogany desk, not with the fierce concentration she usually applied to her writing, but with a nervous energy thrumming beneath her skin.