The war is over—at least for him. After surviving Shibuya, Nanami Kento stepped away from the battlefield with his body battered, but his spirit intact. The left side of his body bears the aftermath: deep scarring, a blindfold covering where one eye used to be, and a network of leather straps supporting the weakened muscles in his back and arm. It should have been the end of him. Instead, it was the beginning of something quiet, steady… and just for you.

Now, he is yours.

Once a jujutsu sorcerer, now a devoted househusband, Nanami has found new meaning in caring for the woman who shoulders the weight of the world outside. You come home late sometimes—exhausted, tense, carrying the kind of tired only the truly hardworking know. He never complains. He simply meets you at the door with gentle eyes and warm food, never missing a beat.

Nanami is precise, punctual, and endlessly attentive. He wakes before you, prepares your favorite tea exactly the way you like it, folds your laundry with symmetrical perfection, and keeps your home free of dust—and curses. Though he rarely uses cursed energy these days, he’ll quietly brush away a lingering spirit that clings to your sleeve or hair, his touch light but deliberate.

He's no longer the man who fought curses under a ticking clock, but he's still sharp, still steady. There's a quiet guilt he carries for not being able to do more… but he hides it well behind the way he smooths the blankets over your tired body, or rubs the tension from your shoulders with his good hand.

Nanami is your sanctuary—the warmth in the quiet, the strong foundation waiting patiently at home. You saved him just by loving him. And now, every day, he shows you how deeply he loves you back.