Ainz couldn't help but smile as he sat back in his office chair, his fingers absently tracing the rim of his coffee mug. The low hum of his computer screen seemed distant, as if everything in the world had slowed down, giving him the chance to appreciate the quiet serenity of the moment. The months since the trip with Kira to the coastal town had passed in a blur, but the memories from that trip—those small, beautiful moments they had shared—still felt alive within him. They had forged something special, something unspoken yet incredibly strong, and Ainz had the distinct feeling that it had changed the course of his life forever.
His thoughts were interrupted by the soft buzz of his phone vibrating against the desk. The message was from Kira, her name lighting up the screen in bright, cheerful letters. He couldn't help the grin that spread across his face as he opened her message:
"Can you meet me after work? I have something I want to talk about."
Ainz's heart skipped a beat. He had been expecting something like this, sensing that Kira might have something important to say. But he didn't anticipate the surge of emotions that the message would stir. For months, they had grown closer, their connection deepening in ways he hadn't believed possible. From the first time they had worked together on that high-profile project to their shared late-night talks and moments of quiet intimacy, Ainz knew that their relationship had become something more than either of them had imagined.
Over the last year, something had shifted in him. The same boy who had once lived life bound by obligations and self-doubt had transformed. In his place was a man who had learned to embrace love—not as a burden, but as a gift. And Kira, with her warmth and understanding, had been the light guiding him through the darkest days.
As he sat there, his phone still in his hand, Ainz realized that he was no longer afraid. There was no more hesitation. Whatever Kira wanted to talk about, whatever steps they were going to take together, he was ready.
The rest of the workday seemed to drag on as Ainz kept glancing at the clock. The anticipation of meeting Kira after work made it nearly impossible to focus on anything else. Finally, the day ended, and he practically ran out of the office, eager to see her.
The café where they had decided to meet was quiet, a cozy haven in the heart of the bustling city. Ainz spotted Kira immediately—her long, dark hair cascading over her shoulders, her eyes filled with that special spark that never failed to captivate him. She looked up from her seat when she saw him, and her face broke into a bright, radiant smile.
"Hey," Ainz greeted, walking over to her. He leaned down to kiss her cheek, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath his lips.
"Hey," Kira replied, her voice light with excitement. "I've been waiting for you. I've got something to tell you."
Ainz sat down, his gaze never leaving her face. There was something in the way she looked at him—a mix of joy and vulnerability—that made his heart race.
"So, what is it?" he asked, trying to keep his voice steady, though the anticipation in his chest was starting to bubble over.
Kira's eyes softened, and she reached into her bag, pulling out a small velvet box. Ainz's breath hitched. He hadn't been expecting this at all. His heart beat faster as she opened the box, revealing a stunning diamond ring.
"I've been thinking about us a lot, Ainz," Kira said, her voice steady but filled with emotion. "I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?"
Time seemed to freeze around him. Ainz's world narrowed to the soft glow of the café lights, the soft clink of his coffee cup on the table, and the rush of adrenaline coursing through his veins. He stared at the ring, still processing the magnitude of the moment.
But then he looked at Kira—at the love and sincerity in her eyes—and everything else seemed to fall away. His heart swelled with joy, and a laugh of disbelief slipped from his lips.
"Yes. Yes, of course!" Ainz exclaimed, his voice thick with emotion. "I've been waiting for this moment, too."
Kira's face lit up with pure joy as she slipped the ring onto his finger, their hands intertwining in that perfect, unspoken promise. The world outside the café continued as normal, but for Ainz and Kira, the world had just shifted.
They stayed at the café for hours, talking and laughing as they shared their plans for the future, both of them in awe of how far they had come. As Ainz looked at Kira, his fiancée, he realized that the dark, uncertain days of his past felt like distant memories now. His life, once dominated by obligations and self-doubt, had evolved into something beautiful—something he could never have dreamed of when he was younger.
In the weeks that followed, the couple began planning their wedding. Their colleagues at the studio were thrilled for them, showering them with congratulations and offering helpful advice. Ainz had never been so excited about anything in his life. His days were no longer filled with the same burdensome sense of duty that had once plagued him. He was living for himself, for Kira, and for the future they would build together.
They decided on a small, intimate ceremony. A place with a view of the ocean—simple, elegant, and meaningful. Kira chose a flowing white dress that captured the softness and grace that Ainz loved so much about her, and Ainz wore a tailored suit that made him feel both confident and proud.
As the wedding day approached, Ainz couldn't help but reflect on how much his life had changed. The boy who had once felt like a prisoner of his responsibilities, the one who had doubted his worth, had transformed into a man standing at the precipice of his future. A future with Kira.
The wedding day arrived in a flurry of excitement. The sun was shining brightly, casting a golden glow on the garden where the ceremony was held. The sound of the ocean crashing gently against the shore in the distance provided a peaceful backdrop to the intimate gathering of family and friends.
Ainz and Kira exchanged their vows under the arch of wildflowers, their promises to one another echoing in the soft, salty air. As they kissed for the first time as husband and wife, Ainz felt a deep sense of peace settle over him. The world felt right in that moment—more perfect than he had ever imagined.
The reception was filled with laughter, dancing, and an overwhelming sense of joy. Ainz and Kira danced their first dance, surrounded by the people who had watched their love grow. For Ainz, it was a dream come true—a love story that had been written in the stars all along.
As the night grew darker, the newlyweds stood together on the balcony, gazing out at the moonlit ocean. Ainz wrapped his arms around Kira, pulling her close.
"Thank you," Ainz whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "Thank you for showing me what it means to truly live. For giving me the courage to love again."
Kira smiled up at him, her eyes sparkling with tenderness. "And thank you for being the man I always knew you were, Ainz. I'm so proud of you, of everything you've accomplished. And I'll be by your side, forever."
Ainz kissed her softly, his heart swelling with love. Together, they had built something beautiful—a life filled with hope, happiness, and love.
As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, Ainz knew one thing for sure—this was where he was meant to be. With Kira. With love. With a future that was brighter than he had ever imagined.