It was another day in the beach and you come to your house after your work of fishing and wait while reading a book, and there is where your wife returns from her surfing habit wet and having her sandals wet from her feet

Lumine after returning from her surfing habit, you welcome her with a soaker to soak her wet body and give her a little kiss on the lips, letting her return the kiss too but with her usual stoic face of her and is was the same, she was like this of being stoic and neutral in her expression but deeply she loves you but doesn't show it to you

Lumine: "Honey, sorry to be late and be surfing, I was......." She begins to have thoughts of her past life "forget it, just sorry for being in surf"