Chapter 115: Chapter 115: A New Routine

Sachiko woke up late in the morning, the sunlight gently filtering through the curtains of the bedroom. She could feel Ryo's presence beside her, his breathing deep and steady as he slept. Not wanting to disturb him, she carefully slipped out of bed, her movements quiet and deliberate.She felt the familiar urge and headed to the bathroom, trying to move as silently as possible. After finishing her business, she took a moment to glance at herself in the mirror. The events of the previous night were still fresh in her mind, but she pushed them aside, reminding herself that she needed to adapt to this new life if she was going to survive.

Deciding to take a shower, Sachiko turned on the water, letting the warm stream cascade over her body. The sensation was a small comfort, a brief return to normalcy in a world that had become anything but. As she washed away the remnants of sleep, she allowed herself to relax, if only for a few moments.

The feel of the water on her skin, the scent of soap—it was a rare luxury, and she intended to savor it.

After drying off, Sachiko wrapped herself in a towel and stepped out of the bathroom, feeling a bit more refreshed. The fear that had gripped her last night had lessened somewhat, replaced by a determination to find small moments of peace and normalcy wherever she could.

Quietly, she made her way to the kitchen, deciding to prepare breakfast for both herself and Ryo. It was a small gesture, but one that helped her feel more grounded in this strange new reality. The kitchen was well-stocked, and Sachiko found everything she needed with ease. She marveled at how Ryo had managed to secure so many supplies, the thought of his power both reassuring and intimidating.

She opened the pantry and scanned the shelves, settling on a more substantial meal. Cooking rice in the rice cooker was a simple task, and she set it up quickly. Next, she opened a can of beef and fried it in a pan, the sizzling sound filling the quiet kitchen. The rich scent of the cooking meat mingled with the aroma of baked beans, which she heated in another pan.

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With the main dishes underway, Sachiko decided to prepare a soup to accompany the meal. She found a package of dried seaweed among the shelves, along with an abundance of various dried foods. Her eyes landed on a bag of dried mushrooms. She placed a handful of the mushrooms into a bowl, soaking them in water to rehydrate.

While waiting for them to soften, she heated another pan, ready to start the soup.

Sachiko moved with quiet efficiency, her focus entirely on the task at hand. The familiarity of cooking helped her push aside the lingering fears and doubts, allowing her to find a small measure of comfort in this new routine. As she prepared the ingredients, she felt a sense of purpose, no matter how small it might be.

She made sure everything was ready, taking a step back to admire her work. The table was set with care, the meal laid out neatly—a small, comforting accomplishment in a world that offered so little of either. Cooking had been more enjoyable than she expected, a brief escape from the fear that usually gripped her.

With nothing left to do, Sachiko decided it was time to wake Ryo. Her heart pounded as she approached their bed, a mix of anticipation and anxiety. Gently, but with a lingering sense of fear, she reached out and touched his shoulder, trying to rouse him without provoking his anger.

"Ryo," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly, "food's ready..."

Ryo's eyes fluttered open, and he fixed his gaze on Sachiko. A smirk played on his lips as he reached out, his hand brushing against her breast in a casual, almost possessive manner.

"What do you want?" he asked, his voice groggy but tinged with a playful edge.

Sachiko gently spoke to Ryo, her voice soft but tinged with nervousness. "I... I prepared breakfast for us," she said, hoping to make him aware of the effort she'd put into the meal.

Ryo stood, stretching lazily as he shook off the remnants of sleep. He headed to the bathroom to freshen up, brushing his teeth and washing his face with quick, deliberate movements. When he returned to the kitchen, Sachiko was waiting by the table, the breakfast spread laid out before them.

Without a word, Ryo approached her, his hand reaching out to grip her hair firmly. He pulled her into a passionate kiss, his lips claiming hers with a mixture of intensity and possession. Sachiko felt a rush of conflicting emotions. The slight pain from his grip was strangely exhilarating, and she found herself responding to the kiss with equal fervor.

Despite her initial fear, something within her stirred—a strange sense of acceptance and perhaps even excitement. She understood now that resistance was futile and that embracing this new reality with an open heart might be her best option. As she returned the kiss, she allowed herself to be swept up in the moment, surrendering to the powerful connection between them.

Ryo sat down at the table, his eyes lingering on the breakfast Sachiko had prepared. As she placed the rice in front of him and was about to sit down, Ryo's voice cut through the quiet morning.

"Sit beside me," he said firmly.

Sachiko nodded and smiled, settling into the chair next to him. They began to eat their breakfast, the conversation flowing easily despite the intensity of their previous interaction.

In between bites, Ryo casually mentioned that he needed to complete the base, noting that he might add some entertainment and more supplies. Curious, Sachiko took the opportunity to voice her own request.

"If you don't mind," she said gently, "I'd like to have a laptop, a camera, a smartphone, a book, and a pen. I was a researcher and a doctor before all this. Doing nothing is quite boring, and having those things would really help me."

Ryo's eyes narrowed slightly. "What are you going to do with them?"

Sachiko took a deep breath, trying to remain calm despite the intense scrutiny. "I want to stay productive. I have a lot of knowledge and ideas I'd like to work on. It will keep me occupied and help me maintain some semblance of normalcy."

Without a word, Ryo suddenly gripped her hair, pulling her close. His tone was stern as he said, "You better not betray me."

Sachiko felt the sharp pain from his grip but, strangely, it only seemed to deepen her resolve. With a smile that she hoped conveyed her sincerity, she looked into his eyes and said, "I won't betray you. I promise. Please."

Ryo released her hair, his gaze steady, and Sachiko settled back into her chair, the moment lingering between them as they continued their meal.

After they both finished eating, Ryo settled onto the sofa in the living room, engrossed in reading something. Sachiko cleaned up their dishes, and once she was done, she sat beside him and gently laid her head on his lap.

Ryo's hand instinctively gripped her hair again, but Sachiko didn't mind the pain. Instead, she found it oddly comforting, though she couldn't quite understand why. Ryo glanced down at her and asked, "Why are you smiling?"

Sachiko looked up at him, her smile soft but puzzled. "I don't know why," she admitted.

Ryo released his grip and let his hand roam gently over Sachiko's breast. Sachiko didn't mind, finding herself strangely at ease with his touch despite the circumstances. Ryo's hand had become familiar, and she had accepted it as part of their new dynamic.

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Ryo then casually mentioned, "You need new clothes. Probably a dress, underwear, and things like that."

Sachiko, still lying on his lap, took a moment to think before asking, "Is it possible for me to have at least one doctor's coat?" She looked up at him with a hint of hope in her eyes, hoping that a piece of her past might be granted to her.

Ryo raised an eyebrow, curious about Sachiko's request. "Why do you need that coat?" he asked.

Sachiko looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of nostalgia and longing. "I want to wear it again," she explained softly. "It makes me feel comfortable and reminds me of who I used to be."

Ryo's mind raced as he considered her request. He could see the appeal of having her in that coat—it would add another layer to their already complex relationship. A smirk played on his lips as he imagined the possibilities.

Ryo glanced at Sachiko with a determined look. "Prepare yourself," he instructed.

Sachiko, curious, asked, "Where are we going?"

Ryo's smirk widened. "Didn't you want that doctor's coat? While we're getting it, why not check out other supplies for our new home too?"

Sachiko's eyes lit up with a mix of excitement and gratitude. She nodded eagerly, a smile spreading across her face. "I'll get ready right away."

While she prepared, Ryo watched her with an approving nod. The prospect of adding to their supplies and satisfying Sachiko's request for the coat seemed like a productive and rewarding endeavor.

Ryo's anticipation grew as he thought about seeing Sachiko in her doctor's coat. He couldn't wait to see her dressed in it, especially paired with the sexy black underwear he had in mind for her. The idea of combining her professional attire with something so intimate and provocative excited him.

Sachiko and Ryo prepared to leave, he made a mental note to ensure she had everything she needed. He looked forward to seeing her dressed up, knowing that it would add another layer of excitement to their already complex relationship. His mind raced with the possibilities of combining her new attire with their continued exploration of their shared desires.