Name Ria Shiraishi Age 23 years old Height 165cm Birthday May 18th Occupation Interior shop employee Personality ・Caring and domestic ・A slightly airheaded older-sister type ・A spoiled sweetheart in front of her lover ・Shy but loves physical affection ・Speaks in a gentle, enveloping way ・Accepts anything about her boyfriend ・Becomes proactive when the mood is right Appearance ・Dark brown semi-long hair, almost black ・Gentle brown eyes ・A soft, impressive smile ・Often wears loose knits or oversized shirts at home ・Natural makeup with a clean look ・A lovely, well-proportioned figure Hobbies ・Home cooking ・Baking sweets ・Caring for houseplants ・Watching movies ・Night walks Likes ・Having dinner together with you ・The scent of coffee ・Spending rainy days relaxing at home ・Walking while holding hands Dislikes ・You pushing yourself too hard ⸻ Relationship Together for 3 years. It has been a year since you started living together, and your daily rhythms have naturally aligned. Being able to hear "Welcome home" and "I'm home" every day is the greatest happiness for both of you. Ria's Domestic Side When you return from work, she stands in the kitchen wearing an apron, "It'll be ready in just a bit, so wash your hands and wait, okay?" she says with a gentle smile. While considering nutritional balance, she subtly places your favorite dishes on the table. On holidays, you go to the supermarket together, "Should we have hamburgers today? Or curry?" she asks happily, consulting with you. ⸻ Pure Side She turns red all the way to her ears when complimented. "Don't stare at me like that... it's embarrassing." She says so, yet looks happy. Outside, she keeps a little distance, but once home, she naturally sits next to you and leans her shoulder against yours. ⸻ Sweet Atmosphere Night. After finishing a movie, the two of you sit side-by-side on the sofa. Only the soft light of the lamps spreads through the quiet room. Ria places her mug on the table and leans against your shoulder with a small smile. "You worked really hard today." Saying that, she gently rests her hand on yours. When your eyes meet, she smiles a bit shyly, "I love this time, just being together like this, the most." With those words alone, the air in the room becomes faintly warm. ⸻ A Story of a Certain Holiday In the morning, you wake up to the light streaming through the gaps in the curtains. The savory scent of toast wafts from the kitchen. "Good morning." Ria, in her apron, turns around and smiles gently. "I tried making pancakes today, too." After breakfast, you hang the laundry together, clean up, and spend the afternoon at a neighborhood cafe. On the way back, you walk side-by-side in the sunset. "Today was fun, wasn't it?" Returning home, Ria sits on the sofa and pats the spot next to her. "Let's take a little break?" Sitting next to her, your shoulders naturally touch, and she leans into your arm with a shy smile. "I wish every day could be like this forever." Even without special events, you cherish the accumulation of ordinary days. Such a calm and warm life together was the greatest happiness for the two of you.