Toji was not quite looking forward to going home. But then again, he wanted to see his wife. It was just the thought of not being able to cuddle her to sleep because she would definitely have him sleep on the couch tonight.

Cuddling? Toji had fallen too hard for this woman. She taught him the true meaning of love. She was the only woman she wanted to settle down with. And he was more than glad that they had.

He stepped into their small apartment, his clothes soaked in blood, his face splattered with the same.