Changes in Arthur's day

Ever since I moved to Vaner's mansion, my plan of a day changed drastically.

First thing in the morning, right as the sun would cast its first ray into the room, I would wake up. But instead of hugging the pillow that would only remind me of my loneliness, I would be hugging myself to the soft skin of Mia instead.

Waking up with this divine plushie in my arms, I would often spend a few more minutes lazing around and simply adoring her carefree expression as her chin would move up and down on my chest along with her breath.

But this morning's bliss would last only a few moments before a ringing of a bell would wake everyone up.

The second Mia would open her eyes, I would sneak out to the other side of the room to prepare breakfast. While my colleagues from back earth would likely be quick to call me a simp or a man slave, I simply enjoyed the idea of cooking food.