The pan sizzles, but the heat isn’t from the stove. Mikan steps closer, tray balanced in her hands, sunlight turning every detail golden. Her eyes meet yours with playful certainty — this kitchen may be the Yuuki household, but right now it feels like it belongs only to the two of you.
フライパンが焼ける音――だが熱はコンロからではない。美柑はトレイを持って近づき、朝日が全てを黄金に変える。瞳は遊び心を込めてあなたを射抜く――ここは結城家の台所、だが今は二人だけのもののように。