After visiting a cafe, going to the aquarium, and giving Sumire a pair of glass slipper earrings at the Seaside Park in Odaiba, the two reconfirm their feelings in Leblanc, putting Ren's anxiety at ease. They fell asleep cuddling, holding one another tightly. Eventually, they awaken from their slumber to a new day.

Ren awoke early in the morning, hearing the faint sound of coffee brewing downstairs. He knew to look out for it and could hear it from his bed. He began to stand up, only to find himself held in place by Sumire, her arms wrapped around him with an iron grip.

"Sumire, it's morning..." He muttered, half awake.

Sumire, apparently awake, tightened her grip and pressed herself against Ren's back.

"Stay… so warm… soft…"

Ren sighed and allowed his body to go lax.

"You can let go. I'll stay."

Sumire smiled, her eyes not visible, covered by her bedhead hair.

"As if I'd believe you," she whispered with a smirk.

Ren adjusted himself in the bed and rolled over to face Sumire. He slowly traced his finger across her forehead, adjusting her hair. Her beaming red eyes became visible.

"If I'm not careful, I'll get lost staring into those eyes," he remarked with his own smirk. Sumire giggled.

"Just kiss me and stop using those cheesy lines."

Ren embraced her and the two shared a deep kiss.

As the two kissed, the attic lights suddenly turned on.

"Hey! Ren, feed me!" Morgana stretched and whined, having flicked the light switch. The two hurriedly scrambled from the bed and stood up.

"Why not have Sojiro feed you?" asked Ren, confused, his hair a complete mess. It was more fluffed out than usual, and Sumire can't help but begin to mess with it. She ran her hands through Ren's hair.

"So soft…" Ren smiled, content with the situation.

"I would, but he's pretty busy right now. A lot of older people came in early today," Morgana retorted.

"Huh. Alright."

Ren began to walk forward. Sumire quickly wrapped her arms around his shoulders and locked her hands together.

"Coffeeeee… Ren!" she exclaimed, still tired from yesterday.

"Will you be okay to practice today? You seem more tired than usual," asked Ren, slightly concerned. Sumire was normally the first up and the most energized of the group.

"Of course! I was trying to recreate a scene from a movie Ann showed me. She said it'd be 'super duper romantic'!" she replied, her voice more energized.

"I guess I better check out the situation…" Ren cracked his neck and slowly descended the staircase. He peeked around the corner and saw Leblanc filled to the brim with customers.

"I need to change…" he sighed, looking back up and directly at Sumire.

Sumire began to nervously fidget in place, her face turning red.

"We… you can't change downstairs… can you…? What do we do, Ren-senpai?"

Ren pondered to himself. They were a couple. This shouldn't be an issue. He wanted to go to the beach anyway, so she could afford to see him shirtless. It'd be funny to watch her react, too.

Ren reached to the edges of his shirt and began to pull it up and off his torso.

"S-S-S-Senpai!? Wh-wh-wh-wha-?" Sumire's face emanated with heat, the entirety of it as red as her hair. She covered her eyes but peeked through a finger.

Ren took the shirt off and threw it to her. With her quick reflexes, she caught it and buried her face in it.

"Wh-why are you undressing?" She whimpered in a low tone, remembering there were customers.

"I need to help Sojiro, and I have to be in the right outfit to do so. I wanted to go to the beach anyway for practice, so you'd see me like this soon enough. Just keep your face covered for the rest…. Unless you want to look?"

Sumire wiggled back and forth, burying her face further into his shirt. It smelt like him, and she couldn't get enough of it.

"N-no! I-I-I-I!" She spun around and leaped onto the bed, burying her face into his shirt, facing away. Her legs bobbed up and down frantically. It brought a smile to Ren's face. He missed this dearly.

Content with his teasing, Ren changed into his barista outfit.

"You can change when I head downstairs. Please feed Morgana when you come down!" He shouted back to Sumire while running down the stairs. As the footfalls grew silent, Sumire stood back up and silently changed into her sundress.

"Took you long enough. Help me out." Sojiro grumpily stated as he saw Ren appear from the attic staircase.

"Yeah yeah. Got it.." Ren hurried behind the counter. Around seven customers were present, unusual for this early in the morning. Ren joined Sojiro, helping make coffee and curry. Sumire joined them shortly after, finding Morgana's food and appeasing the grumpy cat. Eventually, the customer base died down, and a calm atmosphere returned to the cafe.

"Thanks," muttered Sojiro, cleaning a coffee cup. Ren finished the dishes and caught a glimpse of the clock. It was noon already.

"Damn. Already?" Ren blurted out, surprised.

"You two were really giving it your all. I think I learned quite a bit!" Sumire responded, giggling. Ren put his hands in his pockets. "Let me get changed, again."

A few minutes passed and Ren reappeared, wearing his summer casual outfit, a black shirt, white jacket, and blue jeans. "Off to the beach?" he asked, giving Sumire a grin.

"Yes!" she responded giddily, "I recently went shopping with Ann… and I have something I want to show you. Let's go to Miura Beach."

She twirled her finger nervously through her loose hair.

Ren nodded, eager to see Sumire in a swimsuit.

"All right. Let's go."

The two ate quickly, packed their travel bags and made their way through the various train lines across Shibuya, eventually finding themselves at Miura Beach. Sumire excitedly begins to make her way toward the changing rooms, a bounce in every step. She was going to blow Ren away with this swimsuit. She bought it with him in mind. How would he react? She couldn't wait anymore.

"I'm going ahead!" she yelled back to Ren. "I'll change and set up, then!" he replied in a somewhat worried tone, followed by a nervous laugh. Ren managed to change and set up their spot on the beach, laying out a large, rainbow-patterned towel and a red umbrella for shade. He sat down and began to lose himself in thought.

What kind of swimsuit did she buy? What color is it? When I saw the other girls in their swimsuits, I was totally fine. But now I'm so nervous that I don't know how I'll react! Morgana save me!

He was broken out of his trance by the sound of a familiar voice behind him.

"Tada!" exclaimed Sumire excitedly. Ren spun around and stood up in one motion. He tried to put his hands into his swimming trunk pockets to act cool but was blown away by the sight of Sumire. She stood before him, bobbing back and forth, unable to contain her excitement. She was wearing a bright pink, two-pieced frilled swimsuit. Her hands were clasped behind her back. "So how do I look?" she asked with the utmost confidence.

Ren was taken aback. He had never seen her in a swimsuit before. The only thing he could hear besides her voice was his heartbeat, pumping at a rate that was far beyond what he knew it could go. His hands dropped to his sides, and he stood there, flabbergasted, Sumire leaned forward, standing inches away from him, looking up into his eyes.

"You're so cute when you get flustered, Ren. It makes me feel good to see you like this." she stated in a smug tone, a blush on her face. Before he could get another word in, she leaned in and kissed him in one graceful and bold swoop.

So this is what it feels like, Ren thought to himself, completely defeated. I teased her so much, and this is her revenge. I'm okay with this though. This is bliss. I don't think it could get any better. But where were her glasses?

Sumire interrupted his thought process again.

"Oh, right! I forgot these!"

From her hands emerged her black-framed glasses, which she donned. "How about now? Do I look cuter?"

"I've died and gone to heaven! Thank you, Odin! Mara! Mother Harlot! Satanael! Thank you for saving me all those times so I could see this!" Ren internally screamed.

After a solid minute, Ren finally collected himself and took Sumire's hands.

"You're my world, Sumire. You continue to steal my heart, over and over. I'm even more motivated to reach the top now!" In a swift motion, he wrapped his arms around Sumire's hips, his hands locking around her, and he lifted her into the air.

"No matter how long it takes, we'll reach the top! Together! I'll do whatever it takes!" he yelled boisterously before spinning around once and putting Sumire down.

She started to laugh, a blush on her face. "I like it when I surprise you, but this is the you that I like best, Ren-senpai. Your confidence, your unstoppable drive to take on the world! It makes my heart swell. You inspire me every single day to dance better than the last! Thank you, a million times over."

The two laugh, embracing once and sharing another deep kiss. Their moment of solace is interrupted by a familiar voice.

"Beautiful! Simply beautiful! Ahha! My brush is aflame! I can contain myself NO LONGER!"

The two broke apart and looked to the source of the voice. They saw the familiar face of Yusuke Kitagawa, wearing his white hoodie and a pair of swimming trunks, standing next to a large canvas.

"What are you doing, Ren? Please assume that same pose once more!" He yelled with a frown.

"Huh? Kitagawa-senpai? Why are you at the beach?" asked Sumire.

"I felt the urge to paint a beautiful landscape, and the sea called for me! I came and set up my canvas, but before me stood you two, the most artistic example of a perfect couple! I knew I needed to capture this moment!" Yusuke replied in his passionate tone.

"I… see," Sumire replied, still puzzled by Yusuke's eccentric nature. "I'm sorry, Kitawaga-senpai, but we came here to get in a good workout."

Yusuke placed his hand on his chin, thinking.

"Do not worry. This could work. I always feel inspired when I see Ren do anything, and with your skill in the art of gymnastics, I could create a wonderful piece with you two. Carry on."

Ren and Sumire looked at one another and shrugged simultaneously.

"We'll do that, Yusuke. Please, blow us away," Ren replied, now composed, his hands in his pockets.

"Do not worry, Ren. That is the least I can do for you," Yusuke calmly replied.

Ren and Sumire began a series of warm-up stretches, working in sync. Left hand to right foot, right hand to left foot. A standing split. Ren survived it, somehow. They took hands and began a series of duo stretches. Ren lifted Sumire over his back, and Sumire managed to help Ren learn a new way to stretch his leg. The two lost track of time, perfectly content with spacing out and letting their bodies speak for them. There was an unseen harmony between them. The two were both so perfectly aware of one another's bodies that they could pull off the routine without any issues.

Eventually, their trance was broken by Yusuke's laughter. "Wonderful, truly wonderful. You two are beauty itself given form. Thank you for this experience."

The two break from their trance and realize that the sun is beginning to set.

"That's enough for today, I suppose," Sumire stated with confidence, wiping sweat from her brow, "Let's see what Kitawaga-senpai painted."

Ren looked at her, smiling.

"Right."

The two shared a glance and began to walk over to Yusuke. He stepped aside and showcased the painting. Painted was Ren bending down with Sumire on his back, their arms interlocked as they stretched. The two wore beaming smiles in the painting. The beach was illuminated around them by the bright yellow sun, the sea's blue color contrasting well against it.

"It's beautiful, Kitagawa-senpai," Sumire stated.

"Great work, Yusuke. Thanks again," Ren commented.

"The pleasure was all mine. Now… I must feed myself. I'll be off." Yusuke carefully packed the canvas and made his way homebound.

"I'm quite hungry, myself," Sumire commented, followed by a loud, audible rumble. "Curry?" asked Ren.

"Yes, please," Sumire answered with an eager nod, "Should we invite Kitagawa-senpai? I quite enjoyed his company the last time we ate with him."

Ren looked at his eccentric friend, slowly walking with the large canvas.

"I think he'll be fine. I don't want to risk damaging that piece."

"That's true…" Sumire smiled and let out a relaxed, deep breath.

She turned to look at Ren, the last beams of sunlight reflecting off of her glasses. Ren and Sumire took the sight of one another in for a few more minutes. Eventually, they packed up, changed, and made their way back to Leblanc.

The sun had set by the time they returned. Sojiro was not present.

"I'll show you some more tips on how to make good curry, try and keep up," Ren mentioned with a smug grin, now in his area of expertise. "I know you have your own methods, but I'm going to drill this into your brain. Then, you can add your own touches."

"Right!" Sumire replied with a smile. She then positioned herself next to Ren while he mixed the ingredients, watching closely as he cut up the vegetables, mixed the curry sauce, and threw everything in one pot to heat up. She couldn't help but sneak in the occasional kiss while he did so. They let the curry settle and prepared two plates. As Sumire took her first bite, she noticed it was sweeter than normal.

"Is this…?" Ren smirked, having snuck in one of his secret ingredients.

"It's honey. You didn't notice?"

Sumire quickly consumed the plate, finishing it at a record speed.

"I may have been distracted by your cute face. It's delicious!" she looked at him with a smile. "That's all I need to hear," Ren replied. "We'll feed Morgana again, clean up, and sleep. I'm pooped."

Morgana chimed in, "Tell me when you're getting sushi again. I know you have the money for it, Ren!"

Ren laughed. "Yeah, yeah."

The two clean up, feed Morgana, and head upstairs. Ren plops down onto the couch, with Sumire resting herself against him.

"I've been looking forward to this since I returned home. Every day I thought about the dates I'd take you on, the ways I'd tease you, make you smile. All I could think about was seeing your smile again. Images over the phone just aren't the same." Ren sighed.

"I practiced every day with you in mind. It kept me at peak performance. I have a lot more in store for you, you know. Takamaki-senpai really saved me when it came to clothes shopping. Look forward to it." Sumire replied, staring into his eyes.

"Believe me, I am looking," Ren replied with a smile. "But, for now, let's just sleep. You have practice with Coach Hiraguchi for the next couple days, right? I'll join you."

Sumire closed her eyes and laid her head against his chest.

"That sounds great."

"Goodnight, Sumire. Love you." Ren stroked her hair.

"Love you more," she replied.

The two drift off into unconsciousness once more, eager for what the next day will bring.