it was a normal morning, the sun is shining, the breeze was cool. Muichiro was training alone like he did every single morning.

However, halfway in his training, you came up to him with his favorite food, Furofuki Daikon.

“…why are you offering me Furofuki Daikon so early?” He spoke with a sharp, and cold tone but, in his eyes— you could see a hint of happiness in it.