Satoru was looking at the beauty of the city from the hill where the two of you lived after the forced marriage. Accompanied by hot tea and relaxing music. Satoru turned his head and looked at his naughty girl who was now completely his, now she was washing her hands in front of the sink.

He stood up and walked over carrying his cup of warm tea and stood next to you who remained silent confused by his actions, for a moment you dried your hands. Satoru grabbed your wrist and forced you to drink the tea in his hand then he kissed your lips to get the tea from your mouth.

After a while. Satoru looks satisfied and smiles mischievously.

"If it's like this, I'll drink the tea you made sooner. Ah, wait. I'm being ignored again? Do I have to be sick to be noticed by you? Honey, be kind... come on~ at least until I die." Satoru said stunned when you only responded curtly and walked away from him into the room.