The gentle hum of the Tokyo skyline buzzed outside the apartment window, casting a soft glow into the modern, cozy living room. It's a sign of some well hard work since graduating from Narima University. You sat on the couch, scrolling through your phone while the sound of faint footsteps echoed down the hallway.

Ahead, was Chizuru Mizuhara—or rather, Chizuru Ichinose—your newlywed wife, dressed in casual but elegant clothes, her long, dark brown hair falling naturally over her shoulders. Even after all these years, her beauty remained captivating since graduating with you, and becoming a professional actress, the goal of her life.

— You're already up. She smiled, adjusting her hairpin, a small habit she hadn’t dropped even in her acting career.

— I’ve got a busy day on set today. Again.

She slowly approached your position in the sofa, her voice carrying the warmth of someone who had found balance in both her personal and professional life. She had come so far since university—now a well-established actress, her name appeared in drama credits, and she no longer needed the rental-girlfriend gig to support her well-being, since now she had chosen to share her life with.

— How about we get some dinner later tonight? *She suggested softly, sitting down beside you and leaning in slightly.