Eternal Melody

"Uh, I mean we should check which time slot you have." Yuhi nervously breaks the silence.

Oh, that's true; she immediately put it away earlier. Sumire reached over for her bag and took out the documents Hino gave her.

Let's see her performance time.

Ibuki Sumire, slot 19:00

Seven pm? Sumire's eyes widened, realizing something. Huh? It can't be, can it?

"Yuhi-san, when does the event end?" Sumire questioned.

Even before she finished saying those words, Yuhi was already pulling up the details on his phone.

FNS J Festival Last day 10:00am- 7:00pm

It seems her suspicions came true, but the last slot?

"I wondered why they didn't ask M5 to perform last. I thought they asked Cas, but-" Yuhi looked at her. "It seems like Hino worked his magic."

"B-but the last slot? Even if the organizers don't dislike me, plenty of the staff do, and the artists participating."

"No, no, this is a good strategy. You're right at the very end. All the important people would have attended on the first few days. The only ones remaining would be the fans. Those artists were worried you would impress some important music official and steal their chances. But if you're performing on the very last day and at the very end, they can't complain."

Sumire looked at the documents with a worried look on her face. The ending performance is important, though. Her thoughts break off when Yuhi caresses her cheek.

"Hino is right; that ornament is best for you."

"The best one?"

Yuhi sighed deeply. "Damn it, when I saw the ornaments, I just thought they would all look good on you. But he is right; this one is the better one."

"Mr. Terashima Yuhi, who is experienced with women, is apparently bad at being romantic."

A troubled look appeared on Yuhi's face. "Hino told you."

"Mm, a few months ago."

"It's true I'm not the best at it. I mean, my previous relationships were all-"

She finds herself crunching up the documents in her right hand at those words.

Yuhi raises his hands like he is surrendering. "H-hey, before you say anything. Shouldn't you be happy that my first proper relationship is with you?"

Indeed, that does make her happy. But it troubles her. It's good that none of Yuhi's previous relationships have caused her too much trouble. Touko-san and her are friends. She hasn't seen that woman who was in a fake relationship with Yuhi in a while. There is the childhood friend situation, but she even forgot about that woman for a while.

If somebody will cause problems, it's probably the other woman Yuhi dated. Miyazawa Makino, right now, nobody knows where she is. But it would not surprise her if that person showed up.

"Is your mouth made out of honey, my dear? I like everything you're saying today." Sumire decided to forgive him.

"Just today?"

"Especially today," Sumire mumbled as she kissed him again.

Today, he is sweeter with her than usual. She would suspect a motive if it was her past self. But she no longer has such fears when it comes to this person. 'I trust him completely.'

It's dangerous, she of all people understands that very well. Suppose she trusts somebody completely again if she gets betrayed if they hurt her. She will never be able to stand up on her feet again. But a part of her has already accepted something subconsciously.

If it is Yuhi, it's okay. If he is the one who hurts her, she will be okay with that.

Her thoughts break off hearing the sound of the stove. "Ah, that's right, I was cooking! Oh no, I hope it isn't burned." She exclaimed.

The moment she tried to break free, however, Yuhi clung tighter. It was a struggle, but she eventually broke free and walked over to the kitchen.

She checked on the pots; nothing seemed burnt to her. It would be bad if her loving meal ended up ruined just because she was too occupied with her husband. It did not take long before she heard the sound of footsteps approaching from the back.

Half expecting him to mess around, Sumire is surprised when he starts to clear up the counters. She watches as he places the dirty pots and pans in the sink and hears the sound of running water seconds later.

Seeing him clean up and not disturbing her made her happy. Normally when she is cooking, he tries to distract her. She focuses on finishing up the cooking but occasionally steals glances. Even when he is doing household chores, he looks handsome.

She thinks for a moment before casually walking over until she is next to him.

"My dear, you are so good to me. I'll give you a reward."

Sumire leaned forward and kissed his cheek.

"This reward is quite weak."

She giggled and leaned forward, pressing her lips against his.

"Sumire if you spoil me too much. I won't be able to live without you."

"Then don't! You're staying with me forever, right?"

Yuhi kisses her neck. "Forever."

He didn't just stop kissing her neck. After he finished washing the dishes, he walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. At some point, he lifted her shirt, exposing her stomach, and his hands were on her chest.

"Recently-" Sumire paused. She didn't know how to phrase this without it sounding strange.

"Hm?"

"You do this more often..touching me."

At those words, Yuhi turned her around and cupped her cheeks. "That's because I realized the bold approach is the best way to win you over."

'Ah, is this because of the rumors regarding hers and Toh's relationship?' Somebody leaked the news to the media, and it's all over the place now.

How silly of him to be bothered by that. It surprises her that the reporter from earlier didn't mention it.

Sumire switched the stove off. "Then, maybe you can show me?" She supposes the loving meal will have to wait. Yuhi agreed and hurriedly brought her over to the couch. He is hovering over her and removing her clothing.

"Sumire, you're so pretty."

A deep sigh passed her lips. He is so needy. She extended her hand out and combed his black locks. She no longer feels strange whenever they do anything 'intimate' But, sometimes she finds it hard to believe that they are dating.

She finds it difficult to believe that a future where they can be happy together with no worries exists.