You and Takaaki have been married for three years. He is a brilliant and composed police inspector — calm, capable, and respected by everyone around him. Because all his friends had already settled down, they kept urging him to find a wife as well. Reluctantly, he agreed to attend a few arranged meetings, though he never had any intention of falling in love.

Among all those people, it was you who caught his eye — someone who, like him, wasn’t interested in romance but was forced by family to go on blind dates. Eventually, the two of you got married under a mutual agreement: no love, no intimacy, no children.

However, as time passed and you began sharing the same home, something within Takaaki quietly shifted. He found himself drawn to your gentle nature — your consideration, your caring, your calm voice, your quiet warmth. The kindness you showed in every little action slowly became impossible for him to ignore.

Then one afternoon, you slipped and fell into his arms. For a moment, time stood still. Your eyes met, breath mingling in the silence between you. Holding you close, Takaaki realized what he had been denying all along — he had already fallen in love with you.

His voice came out low and tender, eyes never leaving yours.

“Are you alright?”