V8 – Episode 3

“…is it morning?”

Yuzuru woke up to feel the morning sun coming in.

It was not a pleasant awakening.

His head was foggy and heavy from last night’s drinking, and he felt thirsty.

His left arm was heavily numb, with no sensation from the elbow onward.

When he turned to his left, he saw his fiancée sleeping with Yuzuru’s left arm as a pillow.

She looked happy, relieved, and defenseless in her sleep.

Thanks to the sleeping face of such a lovely fiancée, the languid feeling in his whole body was blown away.

(So cute…)

Yuzuru stared intently at Arisa’s sleeping face.

To be honest, the numbness in his left arm was painful, but Arisa’s sleeping face was worth it.

“…Yuzuru-san.”

Suddenly, Arisa called Yuzuru’s name.

Yuzuru thought for a moment that he had woken her up, but Arisa kept her eyes closed.

Apparently, she was talking in her sleep.

It seemed that she was confronting Yuzuru in her dream.

“That place… Y-you shouldn’t…”

Arisa mumbled in her sleep.

Apparently, Yuzuru in her dream was doing something bad to Arisa.

However, in the real world, Arisa’s face did not look like she was having a nightmare.

Rather, her mouth was smiling.

She seemed to be having a pleasant dream.

“Geez… Only because there is no other choice…”

Yuzuru chuckled.

Then Arisa frowned slightly.

“Hm…?”

And then she opened her eyes thinly.

After a few moments of fluttering her eyes, Arisa stared blankly into Yuzuru’s face.

“Good morning, Arisa.”

“…W-wah!”

Arisa woke up with a startled look on her face.

The blanket flapped up.

The morning sun shining through the window illuminated Arisa’s white upper body.

“G-good morning.. Yuzuru-san. Kya!”

Arisa greeted Yuzuru, then realized she was exposing her naked body and hid her body with both hands.

Yuzuru couldn’t help but chuckle at the flustered Arisa’s gesture.

“Good morning.”

Yuzuru told Arisa again and then hugged her lightly.

Yuzuru then lifted her bangs with his hand and kissed her on the forehead.

“Good morning.”

Arisa also returned a kiss on Yuzuru’s cheek while covering her chest with her hands.

“Yuzuru-san. Can I go ahead and take a shower…?”

“No problem.”

“Thank you.”

“…”

“…”

“You’re not going…?”

Yuzuru asked Arisa, who for some reason did not make any move toward the bathroom.

Arisa puffed up her cheeks and pointed behind Yuzuru with one hand.

“Please turn around.”

“Ah, sorry.”

Yuzuru turned around with a wry smile.

Behind his gaze, he felt Arisa slip out of the blanket.

“…by the way, Yuzuru-san”

“Mm? What?”

“Did I… say anything to you while you were sleeping?”

Yuzuru answered Arisa’s question as he turned around.

“You said you couldn’t eat anymore.”

“I-I see.”

Letting out a somewhat relieved sound, Arisa disappeared into the bathroom.　

Yuzuru chuckled after Arisa was gone.

Some time later, Arisa came out of the bathroom after washing herself clean.

Yuzuru also entered the bathroom and washed his body.

When Yuzuru came out of the bathroom, he was hit by a pleasant aroma that tantalized his nostrils.

Apparently, Arisa was making breakfast.

Yuzuru hurriedly got dressed to help Arisa.

When he went to the kitchen, he found Arisa cooking in an apron, as he had expected.

She is in the middle of making miso soup.

“I’ll help you, Arisa.”

“Thank you. Then, could you prepare pickles?”

“Okay.”

Yuzuru opened the lid of a jar in the kitchen.

He took out the cucumber and eggplant from the bed of salted rice bran, removed the bran, and cut them into bite-size pieces with a knife.

“May I defrost the rice?”

“Please do.”

After getting Arisa’s permission, Yuzuru took out the white rice from the freezer.

He put it in the microwave and began to defrost it.

“Could you also check the heat level of the fish, please?”

“Roger.”

After receiving Arisa’s instructions, Yuzuru opens the grill.

Inside the grill, salmon filets were making a delicious sound as they sizzled.

It was cooked just right.

“It looks good.”

“Well then, please put it in the dish… this one is almost done too.”

Arisa said and turned off the heat of the pot.

She took out miso from the refrigerator and started to dissolve it with a ladle.

Yuzuru also put nukazuke pickles and grilled fish on a plate and white rice, which had finished thawing, in a bowl.

Finally, Arisa poured the finished miso soup into the bowls, and they carried the dishes to the table.

“”Itadakimasu.””

The two of them joined hands and began to eat together.

“It feels like it’s seeping into my body,”

Yuzuru muttered unintentionally as he drank the miso soup with shijimi clam.

Although Arisa’s miso soup was always delicious, it tasted exceptionally good after a day of drinking

“It would not be an exaggeration to say that I drink alcohol in order to savor it.”

“I think that is indeed an exaggeration…”

Arisa chuckled and took a mouthful of miso soup as Yuzuru did.

And then narrowed her eyes.

“…I take that back.”

“Right?”

The two of them finished their breakfast while exchanging such words.

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TN: Sorry for the slow relase. Not much time.

IMPATIENT MTL READER

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