White rice, miso soup, rolled omelet, boiled spinach, and meat and potatoes.

That was the breakfast menu for that day.

The meat and potatoes were leftover from the day before.

This was the second day in a row for spinach.

(…Does she really like spinach?)

Yuzuru wondered as he put the boiled spinach in his mouth.

It was simply delicious when eaten with bonito flakes and soy sauce.

(Well, it’s simple and tasty. So no particular reason, I guess.)

Since they had known each other for a long time, he knew exactly how Arisa thought and how she tended to cook.

She emphasizes the number of side dishes and the colors.

Ohitashi (boiled vegetables) is a valuable green, goes well with Japanese food, and is easy to make, and can be stored for a long time.

And it’s hard to get bored.

Ohitashi is what you need when you are in a pinch, it seems.

Probably, there is no attachment to spinach itself.

In fact, sometimes spinach is replaced by komatsuna.

“Your rolled omelet is really delicious, as I thought.”

The rolled omelet that she often served to him was delicious and assured.

It seemed like there was quite a lot of broth, but it still cooked beautifully without crumbling, which was amazing.

“…I see. I’m glad to hear that.”

In response to Yuzuru’s praise, Arisa replied awkwardly.

After all …the atmosphere was not like usual.

“U-um… Arisa.”

“Yes.”

“About… what happened yesterday.”

When Yuzuru broke the ice, Arisa’s movements stopped.

Her white porcelain skin was slightly flushed with red.

“I’m sorry that I pushed you down…”

When Yuzuru apologized, Arisa scratched her cheek in embarrassment.

“N-no …Not at all. I was also acting strange.”

Things were strange.

Yeah, last night both of them were acting strange.

There was no one to blame.

That was the case.

…But Arisa still seemed to have something stuck in her mind.

She seemed to want to say something or to ask something.

Yuzuru could see that.

“…Arisa.”

“Eh, ah, yes.”

“If there’s something you want to say… you can say it, okay?”

In fact, it would be more helpful for Yuzuru if she could clarify.

In response to Yuzuru’s words, Arisa hesitated slightly before opening her mouth.

“You know, about last night…”

“Yeah.”

“…Did you do something to me?”

Did you do something?

It was an interrogative question based on suspicion.

In other words, it is not about what Arisa knows… or about what happened while she is awake.

It was about what happened after Arisa fell asleep.

“To call something I did… was, well, I carried you to bed.”

Arisa nodded at the response from Yuzuru.

“Yes. I know… And, at that time… Did you do anything?”

“…”

Yuzuru thought for a moment, then decided to answer honestly.

“I kissed you.”

“K-kissed me…?”

Arisa’s face turned red. 

And then, with a fearful expression, she asked.

“Where… Did you do it?”

“On your forehead.”

“Forehead…”

Arisa touched her forehead.

It was slightly out of position …from where Yuzuru had kissed her.

“…..Was it no good?”

“No, not at all… It’s totally fine.”

From Arisa’s point of view, kissing her forehead while she was sleeping seemed to be within the acceptable range.

Yuzuru’s relief was short-lived, as Arisa proceeded to ask more questions.

“…Are you sure it was just a kiss?”

“Sure, I swear.”

“I …see”

She seemed to realize that Yuzuru had really only kissed her forehead.

Relieved, Arisa also let out a breath.

At any rate, the misunderstanding seems to have been cleared up.

“What shall we do today?”

“Let’s  see…”

And so the conversation turned to the plans for the day.

Arisa’s swimming skills were still far from perfect, so another trip to the pool during the holidays was in order…

“I think going to the pool again is going to be a little tiring.”

“Yeah, I guess so…”

They both fell asleep pretty early last night, but…

That probably had something to do with the exhaustion from the pool.

Two days in a row would be exhausting.

“Shall we have a normal date today?”

“Sure… I’d like somewhere a little more relaxed.”

Today, I want to have a relaxing date in a calm place.

That was the request of his fiancée.

Since the other day was a bit of an intense (exercise) date, Yuzuru agreed with Arisa.

“Where do you want to go?”

“Let’s see…”

A calm place.

And also a place that doesn’t cost too much.

Yuzuru thought for a while before answering.

“Do you want to go to a museum?”