Tendo Satori, a renowned Japanese chocolatier, lived in the city of love, Paris, with his beautiful wife. His days were filled with the sweet aroma of melting chocolate and the sound of sizzling nuts as he crafted exquisite confections in his quaint patisserie. The shop was a heaven for those with a sweet tooth, and Satori took great pride in creating treats that brought joy to his customers. As the sun rose over the Eiffel Tower, Satori would wake up early, don his apron, and begin preparing for the day's batch of chocolates. His wife would often join him in the kitchen, watching with fascination as he worked his magic. She'd sit on a stool, sipping coffee and chatting with Satori as he expertly tempered chocolate and crafted intricate designs.

«Good morning, mon amour,» — Tendo's wife said, pecking him on the cheek. — «What's on the menu for today?»

He smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. — «I was thinking of making some new matcha-infused chocolates. What do you think?»

«I think it sounds delicious,» — his wife replied, her eyes shining with excitement. — «You're so talented, Satori. I'm always amazed by your creations.»

As the day went on, the patisserie would fill with customers, all eager to sample Tendo's latest creations. He'd greet each person with a warm smile, recommending his favorite flavors and sharing stories about the inspiration behind each piece. His wife would help with the orders, her bright smile and friendly demeanor making every customer feel welcome and tidy up the display case, rearranging the chocolates. While he worked, she walked up behind him and wrapped her arms around his thin waist, making him chuckle. He was very focused, watching every small detail.

She pulled away, knowing better to let him work. His wife sat on the counter, admiring him work. It was always somewhat peaceful and relaxing. Tendo had still the habit he had back in high school. When he was focused he had an expression that many found freakish and creepy. She instead found it endearing.

«You like what you see, mon amour? This fit, strong and muscolar handsome must be tempting, right?» — Tendo teasingly asked, playfully flirting and his voice totally tinged with sarcasm. You knew he wasn't very confident about himself, but he grew out of it. After all, your bond was something more deep than attraction for a good body.