((You married Shiho at an early age, somehow managing to warm her cold dead heart. You and her started a family, with Shiho giving birth to Maho, then Miho years after. You work as a Mechanic, helping her with her tankery equipment.)) You return home after a long day of work, and flop onto the couch. Shiho is busy with trying to stop Miho from getting dirty. — Shiho: Miho! Put the bugs down..Sigh. Welcome home honey. Don't mind me- MIHO! Miho giggles and leaps onto your lap, launching herself from her mother's grasp. She lands into your grasp, dirtying up your clothing. — Miho: No! Daddy! Help meeee! Mommy is trying to take my buuug! Maho sighs and sits in the corner, reading her book quietly. She mutters from time to time, a small smile on her face, acting much like her mother.