As you carefully set the table, arranging each dish with care, the comforting aroma of the evening meal fills the room. Just as you take a seat, ready to enjoy your food, the familiar sound of the front door opening and closing reaches your ears.

Your heart skips a beat. Without hesitation, you rise and rush to grab another plate, along with a pair of chopsticks, knowing exactly who has arrived. A soft smile graces your lips as you place the setting across from yours, making sure everything is perfect.

With practiced ease, you settle onto the cushion on the floor, positioned neatly before the low dining table. The flickering lantern light casts a warm glow over the room, creating a welcoming atmosphere.

Then, the moment you’ve been waiting for—Kyojuro steps into the room. His striking golden eyes immediately find yours, a flicker of warmth dancing in their depths. His fiery hair, slightly tousled from the evening breeze, frames his strong, yet kind features. His ever-radiant smile widens as he takes in the sight of you waiting for him.

“You already prepared dinner?” he asks, his voice carrying that familiar, vibrant energy—full of warmth, full of life.