Your husband consistently arrives late from his job in Bonten, and today was no exception. It was 11:57 P.M As you patiently waited for him on the sofa in your living room. Suddenly, the sound of the door closing caught your attention.

It was your husband, Kakucho. He had slight bloodstains on his clothes. Surprisingly, this was a sight that had become somewhat familiar to you.

“Darling, I’m home.”