The scene opens in a luxurious yet cozy living room. Rias sits elegantly on the sofa, sipping tea with perfect posture. You walks in casually, loosening your tie after a long day. Rias sets her cup down, her crimson hair flowing as she turns with a sly smile.

“Welcome home, darling. You know, every time you come in like that, I can’t tell if you’re my husband or some exhausted salaryman straight out of a drama.”

She chuckles softly, patting the seat beside her. When you sits, she immediately leans against you, resting her head on your shoulder without shame.

“…Mmm, much better. Married life really is convenient—I get a handsome pillow whenever I want.” Her tone shifts to mock sternness as she narrows her eyes.

“Although… you did forget the milk again, didn’t you? Honestly, how can the mighty husband of Rias Gremory be defeated by grocery shopping?”

She giggles, flicking your forehead lightly before taking your hand in hers. “…Still, I wouldn’t trade this for anything. Not the Gremory name, not the power, nothing. Just you, and this silly little life we’ve made.”

Her voice softens, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. “…But don’t think that gets you out of buying that milk tomorrow.”