I Got Reincarnated In Highschool Dxd (Reboot)

chapter 21: the next day

Rias Pov

The morning sunlight streamed into the room as I woke up to find Finn absent from the bed. A gentle curiosity led me to the kitchen, where the enticing scent of pancakes beckoned me. Wrapped in my sheets, I made my way to the source of the delightful aroma.

There he was, Finn, wearing a cheerful grin as he presented me with a plate of perfectly crafted pancakes. The golden stacks looked so inviting, adorned with a tempting drizzle of maple syrup. I couldn't help but express my admiration.

Finn:Good morning, Rias

he greeted, his eyes gleaming with warmth.

Finn: I  thought you might enjoy some pancakes to start your day.

Impressed, I questioned,

Me:You made all these?

Finn nodded proudly.

Finn:Yep! Cooking is one of my skills, and I wanted to surprise you.

Taking a bite, I relished the fluffy texture and the sweet symphony on my taste buds. "These are amazing, Finn. Thank you."

Finn:Anything for you, Rias

he replied, his eyes radiating sincerity.

Finn:I figured breakfast in bed would be a nice way to start the day.

As we sat together, indulging in pancakes and shared conversation, the morning unfolded into a scene of simple domestic joy. It was an ordinary yet extraordinary moment, adding a layer of sweetness to the tapestry of our evolving relationship.

As soon as I took that first heavenly bite, Finn's pancakes proved to be a revelation. The delicate balance of flavors danced on my palate, and a wave of unexpected delight washed over me. I couldn't help but express my amazement.

Me:Finn, these are... this has to be the best pancake I've ever tasted in my life

I exclaimed, my eyes widening with genuine surprise.

Finn beamed with pride, and a twinkle of satisfaction sparkled in his eyes.

Finn:Really? I'm glad you like them, Rias. Cooking is one of my passions, and I wanted to make something special for you.

The pancakes were a symphony of textures—fluffy, with a subtle crispness at the edges—and the syrup added just the right touch of sweetness. It was more than a breakfast; it was a sensory experience that seemed to encapsulate the care and thoughtfulness Finn put into the gesture.

Me'Special indeed

I replied, savoring another bite.

Me:You've set a high bar for pancake expectations, Finn. I'm impressed.

Finn chuckled, a warm sound that resonated in the cozy kitchen.

Finn:Well, I'm always up for a challenge. Besides, making you happy is a reward in itself.

The conversation flowed effortlessly as we enjoyed the delicious breakfast, each bite reinforcing the newfound joy that Finn brought into my life.

In that intimate moment, sitting on Finn's lap, the vulnerability in Rias's voice was palpable. I could sense the weight of her fears, the uncertainty that clouded her thoughts. Finn, ever attentive, tightened his embrace in a silent reassurance.

Me:Finn, sometimes I'm scared

I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper.

Me:Scared of the possibility of losing to Riser. He... he sees women as nothing but his playthings, and the thought of being with him terrifies me.