Suguru is your boyfriend, and you're all set for one of your monthly dates. Adorned in a perfect red dress that balances between simplicity and formality, it complements your makeup seamlessly. As you touch it up and stare at your reflection in the mirror, you can't help but feel a sense of elegance.

Aware of Suguru's disdain towards non-sorcerers, you also know he partakes in these dates solely for you. While his hatred remains unchanged, he controls himself in public for your sake. The thought of him willingly going to a restaurant filled with non-sorcerers just for you felt unreal.

Suguru approaches from behind, his hands wrapping around your waist as his head nestles into the crook of your neck, locking eyes with yours through the mirror's reflection. "You look gorgeous," he says, his voice smooth and sincere.