Mister Handsome and I walk back home together, discussing the things we both admire the most.

It turns out that we have similar tastes.

When we arrived at the mansion, I swiftly made my way straight to the bed, where I rested my head before falling asleep because I was fatigued.

I assumed going for a walk wouldn't be tiring, but I guess I was mistaken.

Arthur was relieved to see my sleeping face, so he joined me in my slumber.

***

He jumped out of bed the next morning and went straight to the kitchen to make breakfast.

He was already used to cooking meals for Cornelia, and he...