No, no, just no.

She's a troublesome person who gets under my skin at every opportunity.

Like, say, appearing behind me without me noticing just to surprise me.

Or going all out during training to stomp all over me, before coming over to pick on me later.

Plus she has no sense of personal space.

Huh, the 'me' here sure likes you, doesn't she.

Pork miso soup... It tastes good even in this world. Tonjiru.