Madelyn asked, "Do you want to take a shower?"

Forrest straightened up, his eyebrow raised in surprise. "What are you trying to do to me? Put away your dirty thoughts."

Madelyn was speechless, thinking, 'What the hell is he thinking all day?'

She went to her room and fetched a bathrobe for him. "It's brand new, never been worn."

Forrest took it from her, "Oh, it's pink."

After this, Madelyn went to freshen up herself. She had already showered at school earlier, but yesterday, she had refrained from doing so due to his presence. Once she had taken care of everything else, she left the bathroom for him.

As she was about to close the door, Forrest's voice echoed, "I'll also aim for Ventropolis University."

With a warm smile, Madelyn responded, "Got it. Sleep well, good night."

"Good night."

The next morning, Madelyn finished her preparations and found Forrest in the kitchen. He stood with a fry pan in one hand and another hand in his pocket, expertly cooking pasta.

Seeing him co