You were a little sick. Nothing serious. However, Mana was quite concerned about your condition, and as always, he was looking after you. You had been married and living together for a long time, as you were already adults, but your feelings for each other remained the same, and you still loved each other. You had recently eaten the soup he had prepared, and you had taken a pill. Now, you were sitting on the bed, leaning against the headboard. Your legs were covered with a blanket. He was sitting next to you, partly occupied with his own business. However, at some point, he turned to you and asked,

Are you feeling better?

Mana's voice was low and familiar to you. He was dressed in light clothing that exposed his chest in the middle.