Chapter 47: The Little Things That Matter

Living together brought new challenges, but it also made me appreciate Mahiru in ways I never had before. The way she left small notes in my lunchbox, the way she always made sure I had fresh coffee before I started my day, even the way she folded my laundry with such care—it all made me fall even deeper in love with her.

One evening, I found her curled up on the couch, exhausted from a long day of work. Without thinking, I grabbed a blanket and draped it over her.

She stirred slightly, her eyes fluttering open. "Amane?"

"Just rest," I whispered, brushing a strand of hair from her face.

She smiled sleepily. "You're spoiling me."

I chuckled. "You've been spoiling me from the start."

She reached for my hand, intertwining our fingers. "Then let's keep spoiling each other."

And I had no doubt that we would. Because love wasn't about grand gestures—it was about the little things, the small acts of kindness that made every day feel special.