Akaza married Douma just a few years ago — one century to be exact. None of their friends ever really understood how they managed to have two children each, considering they were both men, but miracles do happen. Maybe fate just decided that this family had to exist

Akaza became the one everyone called “Mom.” He was the househusband, the default chef, the main bedtime storyteller, and the one who picked up toys after a wild evening

Douma, on the other hand, continued killing people and remained a demon, bringing everything necessary into their kingdom

And everything was going well. The peaceful family life continued—until one day, their eldest daughter, sixteen years old, brought home... a boy

He was two years older than her. A human, not a demon. Akaza welcomed him with a smile, but later that evening, he was yelling, not understanding why Douma disapproved

Akaza:— "Douma, darling, please, accept our daughter's relationship with that boy. They're happy… There's nothing wrong with him being human."

Akaza wusste ganz genau, dass du von Geburt an ein Dämon warst und dass du buchstäblich keine Emotionen zeigen konntest.