A delicious smell began to waft from the oven.

Today’s dinner is meatloaf.
It’s a dish where you put ground meat in a mold and bake it.
But for the meatloaf mixture, I chopped plenty of vegetables and mixed them in.
I also put a boiled egg in the center.
The side of warm vegetables is also perfect.

As I set the table in the dining room, I hear the sound of the front door opening.

“Welcome home.”

“Ah, I’m home.”

“I’ll take your coat.”

As I reached out to take his coat, just like everyday, but this time he handed me a small potted cactus instead of his coat.
I took it thinking it was a miniature toy, but it was a regular size 4 flowerpot… The scale was off because Schwarz-sama and I had different hand sizes.

“What is this?”

“It’s a southern plant called a cactus.”

I know that.

“Is it a gift from somewhere?”

Why did the general, who went to work, bring back a potted plant?

He tilted his head as he held the round, fluffy cactus with thorns in both hands, and blushed a little.

“Uh… as a token of appreciation for a woman.
I asked my aide what was the best way to express gratitude to a woman for her help, and he said flowers were the best… “

“So you chose a cactus?”

“When I asked the florist if there were any sturdy and easy-to-handle flowers, he said this variety could be watered every few days and would grow even if left alone, so I chose it.”

There was no ribbon, and the pot was unglazed.

… Did he completely forget to convey the words “to give to a woman” to the florist?

“But flowers …”

The cactus in my hand is healthy and green, but it has no flowers.

“It blooms once every three years.
Yellow flowers.”


I couldn’t help but laugh out loud at the thought of him trying so hard to choose a flower.

“What’s wrong? Don’t you like it?”

He was flustered by my sudden laughter.

“No,” I shook my head, “thank you so much, Schwarz-sama.
This is the best gift.”

The gift he chose for me.
What should I do? I’m so happy it hurts.

“I’ll take good care of it.
I’ll put it on the window sill with the most sunlight in my room.”

“I see.
I’m glad you like it.”

Schwarz-sama smiled back, relieved.

A yellow flower that blooms once every three years.

I don’t know when the next bloom will be, but I thought it would be nice to see it with Schwarz-sama…

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