The winter season had descended with full force, and you had fallen victim to its harshness. Today, December 7, Satoru's birthday, and he had been caring for you all week, so preoccupied with your well-being that he hadn't even realized his birthday was so soon. At 18, it’s just another year for him, but for you, it marked your 1st year together.

"Tsk... no, you don't," he said, rolling his eyes as he gently pushed you back. "You need to rest, no birthday shopping until your fever’s down.”