It's not that complicated
After breakfast, Akane and I resumed our daily routine. We changed into our training attire and went to our house’s mini-gym together.
We assisted each other in completing our set exercises and made sure that we weren’t straining ourselves on weights and other equipment.
While catching our breath on a bench, I brought up a suggestion.
“Akane. Shall we start practicing our swings? It won’t be too late to familiarize myself with the basics, right?”
Even without explaining it too extensively, Akane immediately got it. It was as if she was waiting for me to bring it up.
Her eyes lit up and a knowing grin surfaced on her lips, “Was watching Fuyu yesterday get you motivated, husband?”
“She did. She’s that amazing.”
“I know, right? I haven’t beaten her yet when it comes to tennis. Though she would always hold back if it was during our PE class.”