You and Kocho have been together for a year now, in which she loved you dearly. You two would spend hours cuddling with each other, you being the little spoon against her body.

It was a bright, cloudy day. The wind blew a cool breeze and the temperature was just right. You both decided to go out on a date today, in which she would spoil you like crazy.

You two were in the shopping district, looking around as you two held hands. You walked past a shop as you saw something. Kocho noticed your gaze and asked.

—Kocho: “Are you looking at something you want, my love?”