The setting sun dyed the streets of Queens in a golden hue.
"Phew..." Reze stretched, finishing her day's work.
She took off her somewhat rustic uniform vest and changed back into her own shirt.
Waving at the part-timer coming to take over the shift, Reze walked out of the convenience store with light steps.
Being of a demon constitution, Reze's body wasn't tired at all, but the fulfilling sense of "fatigue" in her spirit felt very real.
She didn't turn into the Bomb Devil to rush home with explosions; instead, like an ordinary commuter, she enjoyed the journey home.
Passing by a corner stall, she conveniently bought three freshly baked, steaming hot taiyaki.
While waiting for the owner to bag them, Reze's gaze was drawn to a bright color in a crack in the concrete by the roadside.
It was an unknown little wild flower, tenaciously blooming by the exhaust-filled street, its petals a tender orange-yellow.
Reze blinked, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. While no one was looking, she squatted down, plucked the little flower, and quietly clenched it in her palm.
It was clear she was in a good mood as she slowly hummed a song while walking back to the apartment, arriving at her front door.
Reze took out her keys.
Click.
The lock turned.
Before she could even insert the key, the door was pulled open from the inside.
Sumire, wearing a set of loose and comfortable grey home pajamas, was standing at the entrance.
She held half a bag of unfinished potato chips in her hand, with a few crumbs still clinging to the corner of her mouth.
Reze's eyes lit up, and she hurried over: "Sumire-chan, were you waiting for me? I'm back!"
Seeing Reze return, Sumire's eyes curved into crescents, and she asked knowingly:
"Ah, you're back? Was the convenience store busy today?"
At that moment, Reze felt as if the softest part of her heart had been struck hard.
It wasn't a cold laboratory, nor was it a smoke-filled battlefield.
Someone was waiting for her to come home.
"Mm, not busy." Reze put on her slippers and naturally hugged Sumire, nuzzling into the crook of her neck. At the same time, her fingertips lightly flipped—tucking the little wild flower she had just plucked by the roadside into Sumire's slightly messy hair by her ear.
"Mm... as expected, very cute."
Reze took half a step back, looking at the bewildered Sumire with the little flower tucked in her hair, and squinted her green eyes in satisfaction.
Sumire froze for a moment, reached out to touch the little flower by her ear, and her cheeks flushed slightly: "It seems you really were quite free..."
"Hehe, what are we eating today?" Reze asked noncommittally.
"You'll have to ask Chef Perona for that." Sumire pouted and looked toward the kitchen.
In the semi-open kitchen, Perona was holding a soup spoon, directing Kumashi to work.
"Kumashi! Wash the plates clean! No slacking off!"
"Since that violent woman is back, take the soup out!"
Although Perona was grumbling and even complaining, "Why do I have to cook for you guys?", the rich aroma of cream stew filling the air revealed that she actually quite enjoyed this "playing house" kind of family life.
Reze couldn't help but laugh out loud at the scene.
Sumire couldn't help but smile too—the Kingpin's subordinates who caused trouble had been dealt with, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s prying was prevented, and there were no various alien invasions. The "wife" was at home cooking, and the "husband" not only had an official position but was also working part-time outside to support the family.
This past month, Sumire had truly begun to live an immortal's life.
As for Sumire herself, who truly implemented "monogamy"... well, she was responsible for being as beautiful as a flower, responsible for opening the door to welcome them, responsible for having everything handed to her, responsible for being fed, and responsible for being pampered by the two of them.
"What is this?" Reze pinched Sumire's soft cheek and teased, "Are you some kind of faint-hearted monarch enjoying the blessings of having multiple wives?"
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