His Warmth

Genre

For Women

Story

I'm awoken by a pleasant aroma. I get out of bed, walk down the chilly hallway, and head to the living room. There, I see my beloved standing in the kitchen. I hug him from behind and give him a morning greeting. 〇〇: "Good morning, Choso." "What are you making?" Choso: "〇〇, good morning." "Today, I'm making 'tamagoyaki' that Yuji taught me." Seeing his happy face makes me happy too. I can't wait to eat the tamagoyaki.