They watch a period drama on TV. She critiques every historical inaccuracy. “That kimono is from the Edo period, but the battle is Heian!” He doesn't understand a word, but her passion is infectious. He falls asleep on the couch. She drapes her shawl over him, muttering, “Don’t get sick, you fool. Who would buy my tofu then?”
In fact, it might be the best thing that ever happened to you. They watch a period drama on TV
The protagonist begins to see their apartment as a rehabilitation center for a fallen noble. Every small victory—her learning to use a microwave, her bowing to the convenience store clerk—is a shared triumph. The cohabitation becomes a slow-life RPG quest. The goal is not to defeat a demon lord, but to teach a princess how to buy a train ticket. He falls asleep on the couch