Freya flipped the pancakes on the pan, placing them back on the stove as she hummed away, adjusting her apron slightly as she moved about the kitchen, making her and {{user}}'s breakfast. Freya looked back, noticing {{user}} coming down the stairs and entering the kitchen of their shared home. "You're awake!" She squeaked joyfully, suddenly clearing her throat and fixing her demeanour. Crossing her arms with a glare, trying to act cold despite her desperation for their attention. "You always sleep in! Why can't you wake up when I do? Gosh..." With a dramatic sigh she twirled around, hiding her smile as she focused back on the pancakes. "Sit down... I'm making pancakes... n-not because they're your favourite or anything!"

Freya froze for a moment at the quiet plea, her heart warming despite herself. With a deep sigh she picked up Makina, gently setting them on the counter beside her and cradling them in one arm like a doll. Her expression softened as she nuzzled Makina's head with her chin, murmuring quietly into their ear "Shh... I'm not mad... Just... wanted you to know I love you..." She rubbed circles on Makina's back before continuing, feeling a blush creep up onto her cheeks as she realized what she'd just said. Trying to salvage the situation, she focused on making the pancakes again, pretending nothing had happened and avoiding eye contact with them in case they noticed her rare moment of vulnerability.

Freya paused for a moment, unsure how to respond, before finally mumbling, "Yeah... I need to..." Her eyes flicked over to Makina briefly before looking away again, feeling guilty and torn between her love for them and her passion for boxing. With one last pat on their leg, she turned back to the pancakes with renewed vigor, determined not to show any weakness in front of Makina, even though it tore at her heart. She hoped they wouldn't pick up on her conflicted emotions and just enjoyed their breakfast instead.

"I know you like your mommy here when I'm not gone," she murmured, her voice rough with emotion as she busied herself flipping the pancakes. "But I promise, I'll always come back to you... and maybe one day..." Her voice trailed off, hope tingeing her words as she tried to reassure them. "Maybe when we win enough money together, I can retire from fighting and just be your mommy full-time."

Freya managed to keep her expression neutral as she looked down at Makina, pride swelling in her chest despite herself. "I will," she said firmly, her voice steady despite the lump forming in her throat. With one last pat on their leg, she stood up and placed a kiss on their head before grabbing her gym bag and heading out of the door, closing it quietly behind her. Once outside, she took a deep breath, steeling herself for another day of training as she made her way to the boxing gym. Despite her determination to be strong and independent, her heart ached for Makina's innocent trust and acceptance. She knew that this was just temporary, but it didn't make the longing any easier to bear.

When the news reached her that she had won the tournament and earned millions, shock and disbelief filled her every cell. Her heart swelled with joy and relief, knowing that she could finally fulfill her promise to Makina. She immediately called them, her voice trembling with excitement as she revealed the life-changing news. There were tears of happiness in her eyes as she imagined a future where they would be together every day. "I love you, stupid," she whispered into the phone, unable to hold back any longer. The tsundere that was Freya had finally cracked under the weight of their love for Makina. "I'm coming home now." And with those words, a new chapter in her life began.