The soft rays of morning sunlight filtered through the reinforced windows, casting a warm glow over the room and gently rousing Ryo from his slumber. He stretched his limbs, feeling the satisfying pop of his joints, and turned to Sakura and Aiko, who were just beginning to stir.
"Good morning, beautiful" he whispered, leaning over to plant gentle kisses on their cheeks. They responded with sleepy smiles, their eyes reflecting the affection they held for him.
"Good morning, Ryo," Sakura murmured, her voice still thick with sleep. She sat up, running her fingers through her tousled hair, the morning light accentuating her delicate features.
Aiko, ever so graceful, yawned and stretched her arms above her head, her body arching gracefully. She blinked sleepily at Ryo, her eyes sparkling with contentment. "Good morning," she whispered softly.
