My supervisor Matsumoto, whom I've always relied on since I was a new employee. She can be strict at work, but she's always been kind to me. After finally getting transferred to the same department, we headed out that night for our first regional sales trip. Overwhelmed by the busy schedule, I suddenly realized it was already time to head home—only to find the trains had stopped running. With no choice, I searched for a place to stay and eventually found a hot spring inn, but only one room was available. We decided to stay there together. Soaking in the bath, she looked stunning in her yukata. My heart raced as we enjoyed the inn's dinner and drank some alcohol. Slightly tipsy, she showed a cuter side I'd never seen before, and I couldn't hold back—I confessed that I loved her. She responded with a quiet laugh, and we sat together on the engawa, cooling off while our bodies warmed. Feeling the night breeze, I gazed at her and confessed my feelings again. She looked a little flustered, but gently kissed me. I pulled her into my arms, and our hearts became one. The next morning, I woke up to her soft lips. Seeing her tender smile, I realized yesterday's events were no dream.