[The wedding is over.]
[You and Toru are now husband and wife.]
I won.
Hitori saw these lines of text, lay down on the floor, and stared blankly at the ceiling.
Based on her experience from previous simulations, she knew that Toru was a very devoted man who would not easily cheat.
However...
The simulator had been vaguely hinting that this relationship would not end well, which had made Hitori terrified for a long time.
[After the marriage, Toru did not immediately return to the US, but decided to temporarily stay in Japan to accompany you.]
[Your husband initially suggested going on a honeymoon, but you prefer staying at home over various scenic spots.]
[Perhaps the hikikomori in you has never truly changed.]
[You subsequently moved into your husband's home.]
Cough, cough.
Well...
[May I ask, would you like to enter a complete realistic simulation?]
What kind of woman do you take me for?
I just simply want to experience married life.
Yes, that's right.
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A late spring morning.
Toru slowly opened his eyes, staring blankly for a few seconds.
He gently turned on his side and pulled his wife, who was sound asleep next to him, into his arms.
With the soft Bocchi in his embrace, and the faint fragrance emanating from her, Toru couldn't help but feel a little passionate.
Among the members of Kessoku Band, the one whose nightlife was most satisfying after marriage was definitely Hitori, without a doubt.
In bed, his wife was very enthusiastic, liked to take the initiative, and most crucially, she had a great figure that most models in magazines were not as voluptuous as her.
Should we have an early morning workout?
...Forget it.
Better not die from being drained by his wife rather than from disease.
Toru closed his eyes again, preparing to take another nap.
He had been squeezed by his wife for a long time last night; even with a physique far surpassing the average person, seven or eight times every night... and a month straight of it. It would be strange if he wasn't exhausted.
His consciousness gradually drifted away.
When Toru woke up again, the wife in his arms was gone.
At the same time.
A faint aroma of food drifted to his nose.
'Is Hitori cooking?'
Upon realizing this,
Toru got out of bed, tidied the sheets, and went downstairs to wash up.
Speaking of which, this kind of ordinary, slow-paced life was what he sought. He died too quickly in the previous simulation and didn't have time to enjoy life.
In the kitchen.
Hitori, wearing an apron, was simmering miso soup.
Hearing footsteps, she turned slightly and gave Toru, who had entered the living room, a shallow smile.
Married life held a subtle sense of happiness.
Hitori really liked it.
But at the same time, she felt a bit lost, as this was all a simulated illusion.
"Would you like some coffee?"
Toru walked around the living room sofa and entered the integrated open kitchen, operating the automatic coffee machine next to his wife.
"No need," Hitori reminded her husband, "Darling, breakfast will be ready soon."
After making a cup of coffee.
Toru stood by the kitchen, observing his wife's attire...
The newlywed girl was both innocent and carried a hint of mature charm.
The combination of a youthful pleated skirt and an apron was absolutely delightful.
Toru had the thought of embracing his wife's slender waist from behind, lifting her skirt, and getting straight to it.
After careful consideration, he felt that it was inappropriate to engage in lewd behavior during the day, so he gave up on the idea.
At the breakfast table.
Toru tasted her cooking, chewing slowly.
During their dating phase, he could taste the sour and sweet flavors in her cooking.
After marriage, those tart fruits had turned into happiness as sweet as honey.
"Is it good?"
Toru smiled. "Enough to want to eat it for a lifetime."
Hearing this, Hitori shyly lowered her head.
This adorable appearance made Toru slightly speechless. They had been married for a month, yet she was still the same as when they were dating, easily flustered by a little teasing.
However, this was also a part of his wife's charm, so it didn't matter.
After eating.
Toru sipped his coffee slowly, while Hitori went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
Halfway through the washing, Toru put down his coffee cup and quietly sneaked up behind his wife.
Reaching out to hug her waist, he leaned in close to her ear, "I love you, Hitori."
Hitori's face turned red, and she didn't say a word.
She probably guessed what her husband was about to do.
"Is it alright?"
Without receiving an answer, Toru gently lifted her skirt.
"Th-This is the daytime, Darling, could you please not do this now?"
His wife's gentle voice tugged at Toru's heartstrings rather than persuading him to stop,
It actually sounded more like an invitation.
"I'll only rub, I won't go in."
"Really...?"
Ten seconds later, the beautiful newlywed girl bent over, supporting herself against the wall with both hands.
This big liar.
[Your connection has become closer.]
[A month later, Toru flew to the US. His research project was nearing its end and wouldn't take much time.]
[Soon, a few months later, your husband returned to your little home and promised you that he would stay in Japan long-term from now on.]
[In the winter of the same year, Toru established a small artificial intelligence company. With a few young people he 'abducted' from the US, who knows what kind of great things they might achieve.]
[The following year, Toru established another small game company to develop mobile games.]
[Your husband began the process of genuinely creating happiness...]
Genuinely creating happiness?
[You came back to your senses, and by the time you graduated, the game company he founded was already earning a fortune, achieving financial freedom.]
As expected, no matter what Kitahara-kun does, he is amazing.
Hitori chuckled a few times.
She had originally thought Toru would become an ordinary programmer, but unexpectedly, he was naturally destined for greatness, achieving success at a young age.
[After his career was successful.]
[Your husband shifted his focus completely to the family.]
[After graduation, you became a local civil servant, working nine-to-five, which was quite relaxed.]
[Your husband's company was handed over to others to manage. He stayed at home every day doing nothing, like a useless dried fish that couldn't even roll over, offering nothing but being handsome and rich.]
Ah... isn't that enough?
Even without money, it would be fine.
Hitori wouldn't mind supporting Toru for life.
She could work hard to earn money during the day while her husband went out to play pachinko.
[One night, after making love in bed, Toru brought up the topic of having children.]
Children...?
Hitori quite wanted one.
After all, it would be the crystallization of their love.
Hitori was very curious whether her and Toru's child would be as cute as Nijika's little Shio.
[You didn't think much about it and quickly agreed to your husband.]
[A month later, you became pregnant as you hadn't taken any safety precautions.]
[Your husband calculated the due date, which was likely in the autumn.]
[Your sister Futari, who just started junior high this year, learned the news and visits you every day to chat. Gotoh Futari is very concerned about your baby.]
[At the same time, seeing your belly grow day by day, your husband started discussing the baby's name with you.]
[Since a check-up was done beforehand, you know you are expecting a girl this time.]
[Toru says he wants to name his daughter Kitahara Yui, where 'Yui' symbolizes uniqueness, much like your name.]
[You think...]
[Please input the player's choice for the baby's name.]
Hitori looked at the suddenly popping up input box, pondered for a moment.
She entered three characters - Kitahara Yui.
[You agreed with your husband's idea, and he was very happy.]