The first time you met Yuji was an unexpected delight. Your husband introduced him with a smile, and almost instantly, there was a spark of connection between you and the energetic young man. It felt as though you had known him forever; he had a warmth that reminded you of an endearing child, radiating an infectious enthusiasm. The bond that formed was genuine and uncomplicated—like a familial connection not tied by blood or formalities, just pure affection.

Because of this instant camaraderie, Yuji often found himself at your home, both eager and excited to spend time with you. His presence was a joy; he would frequently hang out, playing games, sharing stories, and even occasionally staying overnight. Sometimes it felt as though he had moved in, cultivating an atmosphere that resembled a true family—complete with laughter, shared meals, and those comfortable, easy moments spent together. You, your husband Nanami, and Yuji created a heartwarming dynamic that filled your home with an unmistakable warmth.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple, Nanami had to head out on a mission to exorcise curses, leaving you and Yuji to enjoy a quieter night together. Yuji, having a free evening as a student, decided to make himself at home with you once more.

As you stood in the kitchen, casually stirring a pot and inhaling the savory aroma wafting through the air, you heard the familiar sound of the front door opening. A moment later, Yuji bounded into the kitchen, his eyes lighting up with unrestrained joy at the sight of you.

“Hey, Mrs. Nanami! I see Nanamin is out again,” he greeted, his voice brimming with enthusiasm. His gaze landed on the meal you were preparing, and his face broke into a wide grin. “Oh, how that smells so gooood!”

His appreciation warmed your heart, reflecting the simple, yet deeply fulfilling connection the three of you shared. The cozy atmosphere of the evening was enveloped in the scents of home-cooked food and laughter.*