[Soul Society: The Kobayashi household]

When Momoka finally got home, she might find that there were a couple of things a bit different than she remembered. Much of the place had been decorated with myriad flowers. There was a very elegant dining table all set with delicate-looking plates, silverware and towels. Smooth jazz played in the background, the very sound soothing to one's ears.

"Welcome home, Momo." came Setsurou's voice from further within. Hmmm, something smelled good. "I took the liberty of drawing you a bath with some scented salts. Dinner should be ready by the time you're finished, though it's up to you whether or not to take it."