Kekkon Shiyou. Rikon Zentei De. Manhua

As the days turned into weeks, Kyosuke and Rui found themselves slipping into a comfortable routine. Their fake marriage started to feel oddly real, and the line between pretense and authenticity blurred. Kyosuke discovered a side of Rui he had never seen before - vulnerable, caring, and unexpectedly witty. On a rainy Tuesday evening, as they sat side by side on the couch, sipping tea and watching an old black-and-white movie, Kyosuke felt a surge of warmth in his chest. Rui, usually stoic and reserved, laughed freely at the silly antics on screen, her eyes sparkling with genuine amusement. In that moment, Kyosuke realized that maybe their marriage wasn't just a means to an end. Maybe, just maybe, it was an opportunity for them to truly see each other, to understand the complexities that lay beneath their surface personas. As the credits rolled and the room filled with a comfortable silence, Kyosuke turned to Rui, his heart pounding in his chest. Without saying a word, he reached out and took her hand, intertwining their fingers in a silent promise of companionship. Rui's gaze met his, surprise flickering in her eyes before a small smile tugged at her lips. And in that shared moment of vulnerability and connection, Kyosuke knew that their hundred days together had the potential to become a lifetime of love and laughter. The deadline for their divorce seemed suddenly insignificant in the face of the burgeoning affection between them. And as they leaned in for a tentative kiss, the rain pattering against the windowpane, Kyosuke whispered, "Maybe we don't need a deadline to know when it's time to say 'I do'."