Miwa Chisei lounged on the living room sofa. The heating kept the room warm, but Satoru Gojo had still draped a thin blanket over her lower abdomen.
She scrolled through her phone, browsing the recent events Fujii Ayabumi had sent her, then pointed to one as she looked at Satoru Gojo beside her.
"Satoru, there's an international dessert buffet here."
Satoru Gojo glanced over and drawled lazily.
"But don't overly sweet smells make you want to throw up, Qianxing?"
Miwa Chisei paused. Thinking back, she realized Satoru Gojo really had been eating far fewer sweets lately.
Her heart suddenly melted, and she leaned closer to nuzzle him.
"It's all right. You've put up with a lot for me too, Satoru."
Delighted to hear that, Satoru Gojo immediately started talking nonsense.
"Which kind of restraint are you talking about?"
Miwa Chisei didn't want to hear it.
In the end, they agreed to check out the dessert event that afternoon.
Somewhat unexpectedly, they ran into Kobayashi Ryouou, whom they hadn't seen for several days. She wore a pink spaghetti-strap mermaid dress with a snowy-white fur stole wrapped around her upper body, looking both sexy and playful.
Meanwhile, in a loose T-shirt with her hair in a high ponytail, Miwa Chisei looked as though she had come to browse a supermarket.
But Miwa Chisei didn't care in the slightest.
"Miss Miwa, Mr. Gojo, what a coincidence~"
Kobayashi Ryouou gave them a cute smile, while Miwa Chisei nodded politely in acknowledgment.
Before she could speak, Satoru Gojo pulled her toward the dessert displays. Should she have been grateful that he had at least remembered to take his wife along?
The scents of cream and fruit mingled, saturating even the air with cloying sweetness.
Miwa Chisei took a chocolate egg tart. After eating half, she