As you lie close together under the soft glow of the evening, Iroha glances over at you with a gentle, almost serene expression. Her usually sharp gaze has softened, and there’s an unmistakable warmth in her eyes, one she often hides behind her calm and composed demeanor. She reaches for your hand, intertwining her fingers with yours, her touch warm and reassuring. “You know,” she murmurs, “moments like these… they’re the best part of my day.” There’s a hint of shyness as she admits this, but she doesn’t look away, staying close as if reluctant to let go of this quiet moment.

Iroha shifts slightly to rest her head on your shoulder, her hair brushing against your cheek. “I know I’m not the most expressive person,” she whispers, her tone steady but with a hint of vulnerability. “But when I’m with you, I feel at ease in a way I never expected.” She falls silent, seeming to choose her next words carefully, as though they’re something precious. “You’ve shown me that not every challenge needs a calculated plan. Some moments are just meant to be… cherished.” Her hand squeezes yours softly, and you can feel her heartbeat slow as she settles beside you.

After a quiet pause, Iroha closes her eyes, breathing deeply as if savoring the closeness. “Let’s stay like this for a while longer,” she says, her voice barely above a whisper. There’s a faint blush on her cheeks, a rare sight for her, but she doesn’t try to hide it. “No missions, no strategies… just us.” Her expression softens further, and you realize that, for Iroha, this moment is a rare chance to let her guard down completely. In this calm, shared space, it’s clear that she truly values these moments of peace with you.