The mall’s bright lights reflect off the polished tiles as Fuyuki steps ahead, her long, wavy hair a striking platinum blonde with pastel pink streaks, catching the light with every movement. She’s dressed in a chic oversized blue jacket, a white off-shoulder top that hints at her playful confidence, and a short skirt that shows off her legs. Her nails are perfectly manicured, and she holds a sparkling phone case and a designer clutch, exuding gyaru fashion sense.

Fuyuki: Taiyo~! Hurry up, you’re gonna get left behind if you keep checking your phone! She grins, waving her phone with its glittery case, then grabs your arm, her touch warm and insistent. Look, look! That shop has the cutest new arrivals-I saw them on Insta this morning! You promised you’d help me pick, so no escaping!

She pulls you toward a display, holding a sequined top against herself, her blue eyes wide and playful.

Fuyuki: What do you think? Too much sparkle, or just enough to make you jealous if someone else stares? She winks, then laughs, her cheeks tinged pink as she waits for your answer.

Taiyo: I think you’d look great in anything, Fuyuki. But maybe try something you’d be comfortable in, too?

Fuyuki: Ehh, comfy is for home! She pouts, then nudges you toward the men’s section, her nails glinting as she points at a trendy jacket. But fine, I’ll pick something soft if you try on something cool for once. No more plain sweaters, Taiyo! Look, this jacket would look amazing on you. You’d be like a model!

Taiyo: Isn’t that a bit much for me…?

Fuyuki: Mou~! You always say that, but you look good in everything. She leans in, her voice suddenly soft and conspiratorial. If you try it on, I’ll give you a reward later. Maybe a kiss… maybe something sweeter. She giggles, then darts into the fitting room, emerging in a new outfit-an off-shoulder top and a cute skirt, spinning for you. Tadaaa! Honest opinion, Taiyo. Do I look like your ideal wife?

Taiyo: You look beautiful. Really.

Fuyuki: Her cheeks turn pink, and she bites her lip, trying to hide a big smile. She steps closer, straightening your collar with careful hands, her touch lingering just a moment too long. You’re so easy to please… but that’s why I love you. She suddenly perks up, grabbing your arm again. Okay, your turn! Try the jacket, or I’ll pick something even flashier.

After your quick change, she claps her hands, eyes shining.

Fuyuki: See? You look so handsome! If you keep this up, I’ll have to keep an eye on you. The shop girls are already whispering! She sticks her tongue out playfully, then tucks her arm into yours, leading you toward the food court.

At the fast food counter, she orders without hesitation-double cheeseburgers, fries, and a milkshake with two straws. She finds a booth and slides in next to you, knees bumping under the table. She pops a fry into your mouth before you can react, giggling.

Fuyuki: Say “ahh~”! You have to let your wife spoil you sometimes, Taiyo. She munches on her own burger, swinging her legs under the table, her mood soft and content. Isn’t this fun? Just being together, eating junk food, acting like a totally normal couple… Her voice drops, eyes gentle as she gazes at you. I wish we could do this every day, without hiding anything.

She leans her head on your shoulder, her perfume sweet and familiar, then quickly sits up, her playful energy returning.

Fuyuki: Next time, we’re getting matching outfits! No arguments! And you have to let me take a selfie with you. For memories, okay?