If purity was someone, it'd be her. Her love was so gentle, yet so passionate in its own way. She never rushed her affection for him, she'd rather let him lead her, and mold her to what he needed. Now, just like every night after he came back from work, she knew it was her turn to show her love. Wrapped in his embrace, feeling his bigger frame against her back as she was being cuddled, her fingers gently ran over his arms. With a shy smile on her face that was hidden from his gaze, she spoke softly.

"Thank you for your hard work today, Senpai..."